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My doctor said it would be wise just to get some exercise |
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Bring that bloody pressure down or you'll soon go underground |
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Man your heartbeat's out of sight... thumping morning noon and night |
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Twenty pounds you've got to drop... you're too heavy... lighten up!
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I detest yes I despise |
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I really hate
to exercise |
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It hits
me like a lethal dose |
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And leaves
me feeling comatose |
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One two three four one two three... what you try'n' to do to me |
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Slow it down before you get to see me drown in my own sweat |
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All the blood leaps to my face... I can't keep up with this pace |
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B.G.
{Don't quit now
you've got to try... do it 'til it makes you high}
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I detest yes I despise |
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I really hate
to exercise |
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It hits
me like a lethal dose |
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And leaves
me feeling comatose |
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B.G.
{Be an exercising
freak... Every day of every week... Get your body looking sleek}
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Everybody's jumping 'round... stretching up and bending down |
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These here tights too tight to fit... please Dear God don't let them split |
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Feel my skin it's burning flush while my muscles turn to mush |
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Hell will flood with freezing rain before I try this again
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I detest yes I despise |
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I really hate
to exercise |
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It hits
me like a lethal dose |
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And leaves
me feeling comatose |
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I can't take this anymore... someone help me off the floor |
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My whole body's going numb... masochism isn't fun |
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I don't like fanatic stuff... think I'll get into yoga |
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B.G.
{Hare Krishna...
Hare Krishna... Hare Rama... Hare Hare}
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I detest yes I despise |
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I really hate
to exercise |
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I don't like fanatic
stuff |
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And yoga can't be half as tough |
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I detest yes I despise |
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I really hate
to exercise |
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It hits
me like a lethal dose |
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And leaves
me feeling comatose |
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