Lyrics:
Well here she comes againBlowing everybody's circuitsGirls like that bring a lump to m pocketEverybody says I can never get herl've been a lot of thingsBut I never was a quitter l'm a born fighterl've gotta wriggle for my will nowl'm a born fighterHow I hate it on a plateShoe shopping,lapping up the grooms and uppersl don't want to have to getAnother pair of hush puppiesl keep on lookin at 47-eachBut one day, l'll be laughingWith the lizards on my feetl'm a born fighterl've gotta wriggle for my will nowl'm a born fighterNow I hate it on a platel'm a born fighterl've gotta wriggle for my wili nowl'm a born fighierHow I hate it on a plateWell in between the pagesof the glossy magazinesThere's a coffee table worldI could never ever fit inl shout about how I could never buy itBut I stand up and fightFor the right to go and try itl'm a born fighterl've gotta wriggle for my will nowSaid I'm a born fighterHow I hate it on a plateI'm a born fighterI've gotta wriggle for my will nowl'm a born fighterHow I hate it on a plate