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We went to the youth club and we looked out of place.

I didn't know where to look

 So I, looked at your face.

But you were a boxing champ, and I was a weakling.

You didn't give me a chance,

You gave me a beating.

And I thank you very much that you did.

And as the time went by we stayed out of trouble,

Before I could realise my age had doubled.

The man I became is a tragic bore,

And he's not a boxing champ anymore.

If there's one thing i've learnt it's to run away,

At least I enjoy what I do today.

And I thank you very much that I do.