Sia – Fight of my Life Lyrics

Sia

1
Left, right, left, sucker punch, I’m the best
I’m a bare-knuckled beauty put me to the test
I’m training for the fight of my life
Gimme alphabet soup, round one round two
Gimme left hook, jab, and peekaboo
I’m training for the fight of my life

So, I’m light on my feet
Just one hook and you’ll be kissing canvass floor
I’m candy cane sweet
Just one dip and you’ll be kissing canvass floor (oh oh ah)

We’re going through the game of love
Oh, I lead too strong
I just can’t lay off
Oh uh oh
Boy don’t be my punching bag
Cause when the gloves come off
Need you to be my man
Oh uh oh

Post-
Woah oh oh oh ah oh
Woah oh oh oh uh oh

2
Swing right, upper cut, stick and move
I’m the sweetest I am for the strength I do
I’m training for the fight of my life
Gimme your best while I rope-a-dope
Punch drunk but I’m still Queen TKO
I’m training for the fight of my life

So, I’m light on my feet
Just one hook and you’ll be kissing canvass floor
I’m candy cane sweet
Just one dip and you’ll be kissing canvass floor (oh oh uh)

We’re going through the game of love
Oh, I lead too strong
I just can’t lay off
Oh uh oh
Boy don’t be my punching bag
Cause when the gloves come off
Need you to be my man

We’re going through the game of love
Oh, I lead too strong
I just can’t lay off
Oh uh oh
Boy don’t be my punching bag
Cause when the gloves come off
I need you to be my man. (Oh uh oh)

Oh, When the gloves come off, I’ll be broken hearted, (oh yeah)
Oh, when the gloves come off, I’ll be broken hearted, (oh yeah)
Oh, when the gloves come off, I’ll be broken hearted, (oh yeah)
Oh, when the gloves come off, I’ll be broken hearted, (oh yeah)

We’re going through the game of love
Oh, I lead too strong
I just can’t lay off
Oh uh oh
Boy don’t be my punching bag
Cause when the gloves come off
Need you to be my man

(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) We’re going through the game of love
(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) Oh, I lead too strong
(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) I just can’t lay off
(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) Oh uh oh
(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) Boy don’t be my punching bag
(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) Cause when the gloves come off
(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) I need you to be my man

Post-
Woah oh oh oh ah oh
Woah oh oh oh uh oh
Woah oh oh oh ah oh
Woah oh oh oh uh oh

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(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) Oh, When the gloves come off, I’ll be broken hearted, (oh yeah)
(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) Oh, when the gloves come off, I’ll be broken hearted, (oh yeah)
(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) Oh, when the gloves come off, I’ll be broken hearted, (oh yeah)
(Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh) Oh, when the gloves come off, I’ll be broken hearted