Wednesday, 11 May 2011

It wasn't him Charlie, it was you!

It was my night, I could've taken Wilson apart. So what happens he gets the title shot outdoors on a ballpark and what do I get? A one way ticket to Palookaville...

You was my brother Charlie you should've looked after me a little bit...

You don't understand I coulda had class... I could've been a Contender, I could've been somebody, instead of a bum. Which is what I am, lets face it.

It was you Charlie.

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