Luyện nghe bài hát The Night the Pugilist Learned How To Dance

In the streets around there was nobody tougher than me,
I was quick with me fists and with me footwork as you can plainly see,
But while fighting was useful for getting way,
Among the of the town where you could hold sway,
There had to be that was better than this,
I was years old and I'd never been kissed.

Well of course ignore me, her friends would all sneer,
At me bloody dripping and me cauliflower ear,
For it's hard to convince in a pose,
With a lovely eye and a broken nose,
Where a girl is attracted to more refined,
Than the art, and so I inclined,
To take serious as a modern romancer,
And I secretly all the moves of a dancer.

Ye swing to the left, ye to the right,
Keep your on your partner, more or less like a fight,
Ye follow the rhythm, and ye keep to the beat,
The important thing's never to look at feet,
a miracle happens, your mind's in a trance,
Though the subtle, retreat and advance,
all about attitude, all in your stance,
Attention to detail, leaving to chance,
Which how the pugilist finally learned how to dance.

Well, I'd waltz a broomstick and if I was caught,
I'd I was sweeping or practicing sport,
But I really had eyes for your ye see,
Wanting her to this new version of me,
But now everyone's watching, I'll fail,
But there's fire in me belly, there's in me sails,
I knew it was risky and I was a chance,
I couldn't now, I had to advance.

So I to the left, I swing to the right,
Keep me eyes on me partner, I would in a fight,
I just keep to the rhythm and the beat,
The important thing's never to at yr feet,
But a miracle's happened, and your in a trance,
They're all laughing and cheering and askance,
On the that the pugilist finally learned how to dance.

It's a round and you're back in yr corner,
licking yr wounds just like little Jack Horner,
Don't let your guard down try a jab with right,
Or losing on points by the end of the night,
Then a happens, and everyone's screaming,
You're yourself just in case you're still dreaming,
taken the initiative, you've taken your chance,
It's the night when pugilist finally learned how to dance.

In a bout where the strategist's were burned,
it seemed that his fortune had suddenly turned,
'Twas the night that this was suddenly dapper,
And this poor fellow's heart was going like the clappers,
The night the pugilist finally learned how to dance.