Muscleman by Salad
Hes a muscleman, such a muscleman
Muscle up to him, hell let you rub his tan
Hes a muscleman, such a muscleman
Muscle in with him, hell let you hold his hand
Im now an apple. that suits me fine
And Im out of time, but well all be fine
And now Im knackered and feeling kind
But Im not even worth a dime
And that suits me fine, and that suits me fine
Chorus
Hes a muscleman, such a muscleman
Hes a muscleman, yeah, hes my muscleman
Im not an apple in a line, Im in that way inclined
For gods sake be mine, and please dont go blind
Cos Ive got this apple, and it needs a habit
And now Im out of time, but youre a friend of mine
And well both be fine, and not out of line
Again youll be mine, and that suits me fine
Yeah that suits me fine, hes a muscleman...
Hes my muscleman