| I’m building my body
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| I’m happy when I’m building my body
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| I’m tired of fighting, let’s make friends
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| I’m tired of burning both ends
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| That’s why I’m building my body
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| It hurts me but I’m building my body
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| And I know what the pain is worth
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| I know I feel the pain of birth
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| I’m pushin' up
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| And gettin' down with my body
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| There’s no-one else around with my body
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| One look says I’m a stone disgrace
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| Don’t kick no sand in my face
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| Because I’m building my body strong
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| I’m watching what I eat
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| And I’m sorting out right from wrong
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| Hey, not a lot of meat
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| And I know that it won’t be long
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| Before I gotta quit smoking
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| Because I’m building my body
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| I’m peaceful when I’m building my body
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| I’m sweating out mistakes I’ve made
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| I’m getting back the dues I’ve paid
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| I’m doing more
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| And getting sore with my body
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| But I’m gaining a rapport with my body
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| And this seems like the perfect time
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| They say I’m in my prime
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| That’s why I’m building my body strong
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| I’m thinking at the table
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| And I’m sorting out right from wrong
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| I’m reading every label
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| And I know that it won’t be long
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| Before I gotta quit smoking
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| 'Cause I’m building my body
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| There’s someone else inside of my body
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| He’s waiting to be born again |