Well, i'm john l sullivan and i'll kick your ass I got lefts, rights, uppercuts, hooks and wicked jabs And of all these skills I possess, The one thing I don't have Is love To heal my wounded heart Well i'm a drunken irishman The last bare knuckles champ Lord you know i've tasted blood And my eyes have been damp And if it is you're asking me What i'm all about I'm gonna look you in the eye and tell you man I can lick any sonofabitch in the house