Prizefighter by Written by Marissa DiBlasio/Claire Ulanoff

Lyrics

My mama told me
Don't you ever let anybody
Tell you what you can do and what you can’t do
I come from a line of hardheaded women

When push comes to shove
That's the time I lace up my gloves
Take it to the ring and keep swingin'
My mama didn't raise no fair weather quitter

Mama was a pistol, she said

Chorus:
Nothing in this world gonna take you down
You can hang tough through every round
Baby you can be, a prize fighter
Life'll throw punches that'll hurt like hell
But nothing's said and done 'til the final bell
Baby you can be a prize fighter

We never had much
But mama taught me never to give up
Yeah I'm out to get what my heart is set on
Livin’ with a bang, not a whimper

Mama was a pistol

Chorus

Bridge:
Woah- oh- oh - oh
Gonna do mama proud 2X

Chorus

Mama was a pistol

© 2011 DiBlasio/Ulanoff