Boxing and Pop Music Everything But The Girl

[Verse 1]
Lying in bed on a weekday night
Listening to the title fight
From a town the radio said was Atlantic City
The branches brush the windows
The hour is early morning
And Frankie's beating hell out of the champion

[Pre-Chorus]
Frankie is the one, you know
Frankie is the boy
I hope my sister's listening
From her place in Illinois

[Chorus]
And though the world is turning darkly
All the stars are out tonight
There are dreams still shining, redefining
All that makes us feel alright

[Post-Chorus]
I feel alright, baby
I feel alright

[Verse 2]
Lying in bed in the afternoon
Listening to Frankie Lymon tunes
While the people make their way home
From the dusty city
The breezes blow the curtains
The hour is early evening
And Frankie's singing songs just like a champion