Glass Joe - Round 1

Verse 1: In the ring, there's a shadow so light, A French boxer with a punch so slight. He's Glass Joe, his chin so frail, Against Little Mac, he'll soon fail. Verse 2: His eyes are big, his heart is pure, But every punch, he just can't endure. He tries his best, but it's no use, When Little Mac lands his hook, it's abuse. Verse 3: It's not about winning, it's about the game, For Glass Joe, it's all about fame. He'll stand up again, he won't retreat, Even if he knows he won't defeat. [Guitar Solo]