Greyson Chance - Thrilla In Manila Lyrics
[Verse 1]Flying through the night timeAnd I'm feeling awfully sadMissing all your punch linesAnd they make me feel so glad[Pre-Chorus]No joking around, feet off the ground(?), unless (?) get downOh, my time is running outYes my face really (?) you outI'll beat his ass, should I run into a frownMe and you are never coming down[Chorus]You got nothing wrong with you killaThrilla in ManilaThe lipstick stains on your boxing gloveYou know what I love, you know what I loveWhat you gonna do when I fight for you?What you gonna do when I fight for you?Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in ManilaWhat you gonna do when I fight for you?What you gonna do when I fight for you?Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila[Verse 2]State of mind is endlessYeah I'm fighting for my rightsBaby you my life lineI need you every night[Pre-Chorus]And the girls are out(?)Oh adrenalin is ecstasy(?) it's a revelationI'll beat his ass, and his reputationI don't even care now it's you and me, ohYou got nothing wrong with you killaThrilla in ManilaThe lipstick stains on your boxing gloveYou know what I love, you know what I loveWhat you gonna do when I fight for you?What you gonna do when I fight for you?Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in ManilaWhat you gonna do when I fight for you?What you gonna do when I fight for you?Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila[Bridge 1]I'll take a hit for youI'll take a shot for youI'll take a fall for youAnything you want me toI'll take a hit for youI'll take a shot for youI'll take a fall for youAnything you want me to[Bridge 2]I love the way you sit me closeIn all your expensive clothesLooking through your shadesCan't you see all the scars we made?(?) spirit watersI can even swim to the bottomIf you want I'll drown it inBaby I'll be dying eventuallyYou got nothing wrong with you killaThrilla in ManilaThe lipstick stains on your boxing gloveYou know what I love, you know what I loveWhat you gonna do when I fight for you?What you gonna do when I fight for you?Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in ManilaWhat you gonna do when I fight for you?What you gonna do when I fight for you?Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila[Outro]I love the way you sit me closeIn all your expensive clothesI love the way you sit me closeIn all your expensive clothesYou smell au natueral, (?) composed as hellI may be americano, (?)ManilaThrilla in Manila
