The Killers - Prize Fighter

Текст песни Prize Fighter

She's a pillar by the day, a fire by night
 She's a famous architect, like Frank Lloyd Wright
 When it comes to tightrope walkin', she's world renowned

 Her elegance and charm are worthy of praise
 And I heard she used to throw for the Oakland A's
 She works to hard at 68 hours a week, I've yet to meet her match

 A marvel of modern science
 She's a natural born pioneer
 I can't make up my mind,
 Should I put her on display or hide her?

 I'm gonna be her prize fighter
 I know that she's out of my league
 I'm gonna be her prize fighter
 My uniform has been decreed

 She's a daughter of the gods, got a lot of clout
 If she's ever in a bind, I'd get her out
 And sometimes I have these nightmares, in the middle of the day
 Where a head-makin' gypsy steals her away

 There ain't no doubt about it
 I'm a slave to her shade of love
 One day her majesty the Queen, unprovoked and unforeseen
 She's gonna fly her over to England, put that sword on her shoulder,
 And knight her!

 I'm gonna be her prize fighter
 No label's gonna change where she's from
 I'm gonna be her prize fighter
 And I'm dancin' to the beat of her drum

 She's always on my side, rich or poor
 And she's with me all the way to the Golden Door
 My lioness, my pièce de résistance
 My only way

 I'm gonna drive me an El Dorado
 The colour of her Monterrey eyes
 With twin bullet tail lights
 And plates that read Desire

 I'm gonna be her prize fighter
 Though the weather may be foul
 I'm gonna be her prize fighter
 Though the wind and the wolves may howl

 (Prize fighter)
 Through the sunshine, through the rain
 I'm gonna be her prize fighter
 Over and over again