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"Down for the Count" is a track by Bowling for Soup, from the album A Hangover You Don't Deserve, released 18th October 2004. The track is 3:37 long. It's filed under Rock. Full lyrics are available below.
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Ladies and Gentlemen In this corner weighting in at one hundred and thirty one pounds I'm sorry, correction, one hundred and twenty six pounds It's the girl that broke my heart Isn't she lovely folks? Just look at that smile Draws me in every time Some call a medic 'cause I think she's going to strike again She slammed down the phone and gave the finger to the nightstand That holds the picture in the heart-shaped frame we bought at Target Yes, I think we got a problem but I can't put my finger on it It seems like you told me I'm in over my head But all I remember is making out constantly If I don't get up, then I'll probably end up dead She's the undisputed champ of my world Down for the count, over and out Toss in the towel, 'cause she really got the best of me I can't hang around, get kicked while I'm down What was that sound? I just wish the effing bell would ring Lets get ready for verse number two The message on the cell says she waiting on a call from me To tell her that I'm sorry, I can come back if I crawl But I got bad knees, and I can't say that I'm sorry 'Cept I'm sorry that I met you Now my guard's up and I'm fighting dirty It seems like you told me I'm in over my head But all I remember is making out constantly If I don't get up, then I'll probably end up dead She's the undisputed champ of my world Down for the count, over and out Toss in the towel 'cause she really got the best of me I can't hang around to get kicked while I'm down What was that sound I just wish the fucking bell would ring Seven, eight, nine, ten, knock out It seems like you told me I'm in over my head But all I remember is making out constantly If I don't get up, then I'll probably end up dead She's the undisputed champ of my world Undisputed champ of my world And I'm begging to be Down for the count, over and out Toss in the towel, 'cause she really got the best of me I can't hang around, get kicked while I'm down What was that sound? I just wish the effing bell would ring Hey there, it's Jarrett, you called my cell phone and I- Please enter your password You have twelve unheard messages First message Hey, it's me Look, it's been three days and I'm still waiting for an apology I'm really getting sick of this Then again, I should expect this from you My mom was right, you are a loser Why can't you just call me back? Just call me back, I mean It's not that hard to pick up the phone and just say "hello" I just want to talk to you Forget it, I'm done, loser To erase this message press seven Message erased
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