The document is lyrics to a song that describe a complex relationship. The singer addresses their lover as both a "fighter" and "lover," saying they will "mop the floor" with them as a fighter but take them for drinks as a lover. The lover is also said to have "trained [the singer] to fight" and "broke [their] heart," but the singer wonders what their lover sees that is "right." The lyrics express the push and pull of intimacy and conflict within the relationship.
The document is lyrics to a song that describe a complex relationship. The singer addresses their lover as both a "fighter" and "lover," saying they will "mop the floor" with them as a fighter but take them for drinks as a lover. The lover is also said to have "trained [the singer] to fight" and "broke [their] heart," but the singer wonders what their lover sees that is "right." The lyrics express the push and pull of intimacy and conflict within the relationship.
The document is lyrics to a song that describe a complex relationship. The singer addresses their lover as both a "fighter" and "lover," saying they will "mop the floor" with them as a fighter but take them for drinks as a lover. The lover is also said to have "trained [the singer] to fight" and "broke [their] heart," but the singer wonders what their lover sees that is "right." The lyrics express the push and pull of intimacy and conflict within the relationship.
(I've gotta keep, keep) (Dirty play) When I try-y-y (oh, there you are) To look sly-y Then you push all my curtains to the side To the side Call me fighter I'll mop the floor with you Call me lover I'll take you for a drink or two You'll get older And maybe then you'll feel some control Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-oy Ah-ah-ah-oy When I learn-earn-earn (like that, like that) To look stern You broke my heart and now it's your turn It's your turn Call me fighter I'll mop the floor with you Call me lover I'll take you for a drink or two You'll get older And maybe then you'll feel some control Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! Yes, yes, thank you all for coming out Tonight, we've got a wild, wild show for you all So let's give it over to Jack Stauber! Roller skate into my view Hold my gaze tonight Hold my baby, I love you See you smile so bright If you truly love me Why'd you train me to fight? If it wasn't in my blood What do you see right? When I try To look sly Then you push all my curtains to the side To the side When I try To look sly Then you push all my curtains to the side To the side Call me fighter Call me lover You'll get older