The Contender

You’re gonna wish you were there
in the beginning
gonna wish you could say
I saw it coming

You’re gonna feel the rush
hold on tight
wish you had a better grip
on the story
the whole story
the beginning to the
it’s not gonna end

Cuz I’ve got the juice
I promise you
it’s gonna happen
sparks will fly
I ain’t gonna lie
it’s gonna be
cuz I’ve got the juice

You’re gonna want the ring side seat
smell the sweat
rise to your feet
raise your voice
swear you always knew
you could see right through
all the confusion
to the inevitable conclusion

Cuz I’ve got the juice
it won’t be subtle
it won’t be no dance
there it is
cuz I’m a Contender
and I’ve got the juice

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