Sugar Ray had a dream he killed Jimmy Doyle
Sugar Ray had a dream he killed Jimmy Doyle
He stepped up inside the ring like every time before
But Sugar Ray had a dream he killed Jimmy Doyle
Went to a priest who said "no, no, no"
Went to a minister, asked him what to do
He said trust in the lord my child
(What else am I supposed to do?)
Sugar Ray Robinson he's gettin' on now
And Millie keeps him busy when
His head is in the clouds
Sometimes in the morning it's like he never lived at all
But Sugar Ray Robinson he killed Jimmy Doyle
But he's not a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer.
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