Get a load of him what a Nature Boy!
Always shaking hands with the unemployed,
He looks like he could shit an asteroid!
Jumped up, pumped up,
Popping hormone pills,
He's got the biceps, triceps.
Got the healthy look that kills.
Too bad.
Who's that girl? She's a living Barbie doll!
Well, ain't you the glamourpuss!
Look so good it's dangerous.
You're less than amorous to me.
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So long, glamourpuss, we might meet again
But if I was you, I wouldn't hold my breath 'til then