Born Fighter - Nick Lowe

Well, here she comes again

Blowing everybody’s circuits

Girls like that bring a lump to m pocket

Everybody says I can never get her

I’ve been a lot of things

But I never was a quitter I’m a born fighter

I’ve gotta wriggle for my will now

I’m a born fighter

How I hate it on a plate

Shoe shopping

Lapping up the green lizard uppers

I don’t want to have to get

Another pair of hush puppies

I keep on lookin' at 47-each

But one day, I’ll be laughing

With the lizards on my feet

I’m a born fighter

I’ve gotta wriggle for my will now

I’m a born fighter

Now I hate it on a plate

I’m a born fighter

I’ve gotta wriggle for my will now

I’m a born fighter

How I hate it on a plate

Well, in between the pages

Of the glossy magazines

There’s a coffee table world

I could never ever fit in

I shout about how I could never buy it

But I stand up and fight

For the right to go and try it

I’m a born fighter

I’ve gotta wriggle for my will now

Said I’m a born fighter

How I hate it on a plate

I’m a born fighter

I’ve gotta wriggle for my will now

I’m a born fighter

How I hate it on a plate