Lyrics
Well here she comes again
Blowing everybody's circuits
Girls like that bring a lump to m pocket
Everybody says I can never get her
l've been a lot of things
But I never was a quitter l'm a born fighter
l've gotta wriggle for my will now
l'm a born fighter
How I hate it on a plate
Shoe shopping,
lapping up the grooms and uppers
l don't want to have to get
Another pair of hush puppies
l keep on lookin at 47-each
But one day, l'll be laughing
With the lizards on my feet
l'm a born fighter
l've gotta wriggle for my will now
l'm a born fighter
Now I hate it on a plate
l'm a born fighter
l've gotta wriggle for my wili now
l'm a born fighier
How I hate it on a plate
Well in between the pages
of the glossy magazines
There's a coffee table world
I could never ever fit in
l shout about how I could never buy it
But I stand up and fight
For the right to go and try it
l'm a born fighter
l've gotta wriggle for my will now
Said I'm a born fighter
How I hate it on a plate
I'm a born fighter
I've gotta wriggle for my will now
l'm a born fighter
How I hate it on a plate
