Sangtekst: Bette Midler. Bathhouse Betty. Boxing.

Howard, the strangest things
Have happened lately
When I take a good swing
And all my dreams they pivot and slip
I drop my fists
And they're back, laughing

Howard, my intentions
Become not to lose
What I've won
Ambition has given way
To desperation and I
I've lost the fight from my eyes

Boxing's been good to me, Howard
Now I'm told
You're growin' old
The whole time we knew
A couple of years I'd be through
Has boxing been good to you?

Howard, now I confess
I'm scared and lonely and tired
Everyone says I'm made of clay
That I've had my day
That I'm not cut out for this
I just know what to say and I say

Boxing's been good to me, Howard
Now I'm told
You're growin' old
The whole time we knew
A couple of years I'd be through
Has boxing been good to you?

Well, sometimes I punch myself
Hard as I can
Yelling, nobody cares
Hoping someone will tell me how wrong I am
Howard

Boxing's been good to me, Howard
Now I'm told
You're growin' old
The whole time we knew
A couple of years I'd be through
Has boxing been good?
Has boxing been good?
Has boxing been good?