One two three
Two two three
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Are we dancing or kicking at one another's heels?
Am I leading or reading you wrong?
The gloves are off and my nails are bitten down to the quick
I'm knocked out, my dear
And it's making me sick
Who'd have thought it?
I'll pick up my face from the floor
And you know I've made friends with the ground before
Close your eyes and I'm boxing your shadow at night
When it struck me, dear
I went out like a light
He said
You're a blow to the head
He said
You're a blow to the head
Are we sparring or trying our hardest to hurt?
Am I dealing, receiving or dodging the blows?
Coming round, I am still lying flat on my back
On the ropes, my dear
You are under attack
And you know I will fight back
I've been watching the way you move your feet
And I notice the things you never see
That will trip you up
That will trip you up
He said
You're a blow to the head
He said
You're a blow to the head