Saturday Night Fighter

Coming home from a late one last night
Hunched in the back of the cab the rays of sunlight
Wake me up what foolish things I might have done
Can't remember anything, up comes the sun
My nose is wet and all my clothes are torn
Drift off to sleep but then the driver sounds the horn
And as I stumble out of the sliding door
Something clicks and I remember what happened before
Battered and bruised, it seems that you always lose
End up with your face on the floor
It seems you never learn with all the scars that you earn
How many times has this happened before
All the problems you face and the issues you make
I'm surprised you've made it this far
Take it all in your stride, dust yourself off with pride
Like the Saturday Night Fighter you are
Now Friday's done, you're not finished the fun
Saturday is where you hit your prime
Wake yourself at nine, out the door and you're fine,
You'll be sound with your badge and a line
So now you're ready to go as the whistle blows
Giving it large at the early kickoff
Battered and Bruised, it seems that you always lose
End up with your face on the floor
It seems you never learn with all the scars that you earn
How many times has this happened before
All the problems you face and the issues you make
I'm surprised you've made it this far
But you take it all in your stride, dust yourself off with pride
Like the Saturday Night Fighter you are
All the problems you face and the issues you make
Everyone's surprised you've made it this far
But you take it all in your stride, dust yourself off with pride
Like the Saturday Night Fighter you are
Why do you take it too far
Why do you take it too far