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  1. Mohammad Ali

From the recording Sweet Company

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Lyrics

Wrestled with an alligator, tussled with a whale. Handcuffed lightning, threw thunder in jail. Injured a stone, hospitalized a brick. I'm so mean I make medicine sick. You can call me Mohammad Ali. Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.

I swing with my right, it's a beautiful thing. The punch rises him clear out of the ring. He's still rising, the ref wears a frown. Can't start counting till he comes down. You can call me Mohammad Ali. Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.

Now you see me, now you don't. You think you will but I know you won't. You can call me Mohammad Ali. Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.

You can ask me no matter how long. I ain't got no quarrel with the Viet Cong. You can call me Mohammad Ali. Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.