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