Frank:
A weakling weighing ninety-eight pounds
Will get sand in his face
When kicked to the ground,
And soon in the gym with a determined chin,
The sweat from his pores as he works for his cause
Will make him glisten
and gleam
And with massage, and just a little bit of steam,
He'll be pink and quite clean
He'll be a strong man Oh honey

All:
But the wrong man

Frank:
He'll eat nutritious high protein,
And swallow raw eggs
Try to build up his shoulders, his chest, arms, and legs
Such an effort if he only knew of my plan
In just seven days
I can make you a man
He'll do press-ups, and chin-ups
Do the smearch, clean and jerk
He thinks dynamic tension must be hard work
Such strenuous living I just don't understand,
When in just seven days, oh baby, I can make you a man

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