[Intro]
Gm                 F        Cm                    Bb
Flying through the nighttime, and I'm feeling awfully sad
Gm                F         Cm                  Bb
Missing all your punchlines, yeah they make me feel so glad.
 
[Verse]
Gm
Now Joe came around, feet off the ground
F
Thinks he loves you, loves you when you get down
Cm                      Bb
Oh, my time is running out.
    Gm
And yes my fists ready for a shootout
F
I'll beat his ass, turn that grin into a frown
Cm                             Bb
Me and you we're never coming down.
 
[Chorus]
Gm               F
You got nothing wrong with you killa
Cm               Bb
Thrilla in Manila.
     Gm                      F
The lipstick stains on your boxing gloves
Cm                    Bb
You know what I love, you know what I love.
Gm
Whatcha gonna do when I fight for you?
F
Whatcha gonna do when I fight for you?
Cm                Bb
Thrilla in Manila, Thrilla in Manila. 
 
[Verse 2]
Gm                    F            Cm                Bb
State of mind is endless, yeah I'm fighting for my right
Gm                  F    Cm            Bb
Baby you my lifeline, I need you every night
        Gm
Now the gloves are off, where is the king
F
Laying on the floor surely that ain't he
Cm                Bb
Oh, adrenalin is ecstasy.
Gm
Blood on his cheeks, it's a revelation
F
I beat his ass, where's his reputation
Cm                         Bb
I don't even care now it's you and me, oh.
 
(Repeat Chorus)
 
[Reprise]
Gm
  I'll take a hit for you
Bb
  I'll take a shot for you
Dm
  I'll take a fall for you
C
Anything you want me to.  (x2)
 
[Bridge]
Gm                               Bb
I love it when you sitting close, in all your expensive clothes
Dm                          C
Looking through your shades, can you see all the scars we made?
Gm                                   Bb
Heal me in all of your spirit waters, I can even swim to the bottom
Dm                                               C
If you want, I'll drown today cause baby I'll be dying eventually.
 
(Repeat Chorus)
 
[Outro]
Gm                               F
I love it when you sitting close, in all your expensive clothes
Cm                               Bb
I love it when you sitting close, in all your expensive clothes
Gm                     F
You smoke au naturale, Baby sitting here composed as hell
Cm                              Bb
I may be Americano, but you be hitting me like Pacifican bongos.
 
Gm   F   Cm   Bb
                Manila
Gm   F   Cm   Bb
                Thrilla in Manila.