作曲 : Costello You can run all you like from the classroom or the cot From a great big man or a tiny tot But from this day everyday will be Boxing Day Don't need your indecision let there be no doubt Don't need you permission I can count you out I can count you out TKO TKO (TKO) They put the numb into number they put the cut into cutie They put the slum into slumber and the boot into beauty But from this day everyday will be Boxing Day It's a fight to the finish let there be no doubt As the seconds turn into minutes I can count you out I can count you out TKO TKO, TKO (Ah, ooh) (Ah, ooh) You need a back to break or a back to stab Now your birthday suit looks dull and drab Everyday will be Boxing Day Now you don't look so glamorous Whenever I feel so amorous I can count you out TKO TKO, TKO (I can count you out) (TKO, TKO) (I can count you out) (TKO)
作曲 : Costello You can run all you like from the classroom or the cot From a great big man or a tiny tot But from this day everyday will be Boxing Day Don't need your indecision let there be no doubt Don't need you permission I can count you out I can count you out TKO TKO (TKO) They put the numb into number they put the cut into cutie They put the slum into slumber and the boot into beauty But from this day everyday will be Boxing Day It's a fight to the finish let there be no doubt As the seconds turn into minutes I can count you out I can count you out TKO TKO, TKO (Ah, ooh) (Ah, ooh) You need a back to break or a back to stab Now your birthday suit looks dull and drab Everyday will be Boxing Day Now you don't look so glamorous Whenever I feel so amorous I can count you out TKO TKO, TKO (I can count you out) (TKO, TKO) (I can count you out) (TKO)
