Has anybody here seen Roberto Duran?
I met him once yeah I shook his hand
I looked in his eyes and now I understand
The love and the anger in the eyes of Roberto Duran
Has anybody here seen that Mexican girl?
She lives up on Third street in her own little world
A saint in the window with the rosary beads in her hand
With the smile of an angel and the eyes of Roberto Duran
Panama City, it's three in the morning
They're talkin' 'bout the hands of stone
New York City, Lord the sun's coming up
My lady's throwing everything she owns
Has anybody here seen the woman I love
She'll fight down and dirty when push comes to shove
She'll win every round if the fight goes according to plan
With the smile of an angel and the eyes of Roberto Duran
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