Thrilla In Manila Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Flying through the night time

And I'm feeling awfully sad

Missing all your punch lines

And they make me feel so glad

[Pre-Chorus]

No joking around, feet off the ground

(?), unless (?) get down

Oh, my time is running out

Yes my face really (?) you out

I'll beat his ass, should I run into a frown

Me and you are never coming down

[Chorus]

You got nothing wrong with you killa

Thrilla in Manila

The lipstick stains on your boxing glove

You know what I love, you know what I love

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila

[Verse 2]

State of mind is endless

Yeah I'm fighting for my rights

Baby you my life line

I need you every night

[Pre-Chorus]

And the girls are out

(?)

Oh adrenalin is ecstasy

(?) it's a revelation

I'll beat his ass, and his reputation

I don't even care now it's you and me, oh

You got nothing wrong with you killa

Thrilla in Manila

The lipstick stains on your boxing glove

You know what I love, you know what I love

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila

[Bridge 1]

I'll take a hit for you

I'll take a shot for you

I'll take a fall for you

Anything you want me to

I'll take a hit for you

I'll take a shot for you

I'll take a fall for you

Anything you want me to

[Bridge 2]

I love the way you sit me close

In all your expensive clothes

Looking through your shades

Can't you see all the scars we made?

(?) spirit waters

I can even swim to the bottom

If you want I'll drown it in

Baby I'll be dying eventually

You got nothing wrong with you killa

Thrilla in Manila

The lipstick stains on your boxing glove

You know what I love, you know what I love

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

What you gonna do when I fight for you?

Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila

[Outro]

I love the way you sit me close

In all your expensive clothes

I love the way you sit me close

In all your expensive clothes

You smell au natueral, (?) composed as hell

I may be americano, (?)

Manila

Thrilla in Manila