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.
