| Song | Boxing - University A Cappella Version |
| Artist | Ben Folds |
| Album | Ben Folds Presents: University A Cappella! |
| Howard, | |
| the strangest things | |
| have happened lately when I | |
| take a good swing | |
| at all my dreams, they | |
| pivot and slip | |
| I drop my fists and they're back, | |
| laughing | |
| Howard, | |
| my intention's become | |
| not to lose what I've won | |
| ambition has given way | |
| to desperation and I | |
| lost the fight from my eyes | |
| boxing's been good to me, Howard | |
| now I'm told, | |
| "you're growing 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 | |
| they seem to think | |
| I'm made of clay, a- | |
| nother day, | |
| I'm not cut out for this | |
| I just know what to say, I say: | |
| boxing's been good to me, Howard | |
| now I'm told, | |
| "you're growing 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 | |
| no | |
| boxing's been good to me, Howard | |
| now I'm told, | |
| "you're growing old" | |
| the whole time you knew | |
| a couple of years I'd be through | |
| has boxing been good? | |
| has boxing been good? | |
| has boxing been good? | |
| 猫酱·o(￣ヘ￣o＃) |
| Howard, | |
| the strangest things | |
| have happened lately when I | |
| take a good swing | |
| at all my dreams, they | |
| pivot and slip | |
| I drop my fists and they' re back, | |
| laughing | |
| Howard, | |
| my intention' s become | |
| not to lose what I' ve won | |
| ambition has given way | |
| to desperation and I | |
| lost the fight from my eyes | |
| boxing' s been good to me, Howard | |
| now I' m told, | |
| " you' re growing 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 | |
| they seem to think | |
| I' m made of clay, a | |
| nother day, | |
| I' m not cut out for this | |
| I just know what to say, I say: | |
| boxing' s been good to me, Howard | |
| now I' m told, | |
| " you' re growing 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 | |
| no | |
| boxing' s been good to me, Howard | |
| now I' m told, | |
| " you' re growing old" | |
| the whole time you knew | |
| a couple of years I' d be through | |
| has boxing been good? | |
| has boxing been good? | |
| has boxing been good? | |
| māo jiàng o o |