It was more than just any old Friday night fight
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With your mean left hook and my roundhouse right
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We were both goin' for the heavyweight crown
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TKO in the very first round
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Thought you were gettin' the best of me
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Floatin' like a butterfly, stingin' like a bee
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Thought a good fight would get it out of our system
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But we walked away with a split decision
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Well, when we first met, you were a real knockout
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I was head over heels, I was down for the count
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But gettin' along got harder and harder
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'Til we were nothin' more than sparrin' partners
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I did my best to roll with the punches
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You wore me out with fakin' and a-duckin'
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Almost put me outta comission
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But we walked away with a split decision
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Split decision
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Split decision
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Everbody lose and nobody winnin'
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Just too tough, I had enough
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Nobody oughta hafta fight for love
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We took a split decision
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I did my best to roll with the punches
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You wore me out with fakin' and a-duckin'
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Almost put me outta comission
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But we walked away with a split decision
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Split decision
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Split decision
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Everbody lose and nobody winnin'
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Just too tough, I had enough
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Nobody oughta hafta fight for love
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Split decision
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Split decision
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Everbody lose and nobody winnin'
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Just too tough, I had enough
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Nobody oughta hafta fight for love
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We took a split decision
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Split Decision
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| Bonnie Raitt |
