| Honey, you’ll hurt yourself.
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| I can’t play tennis,
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| My golf’s a menace,
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| I just can’t do the Australian crawl.
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| And I’m no better at volleyball
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| Ain’t there anyone here for love, sweet love,
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| Ain’t there anyone here for love?
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| I’m apathetic,
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| and non-athletic,
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| Can’t keep up in a marathon.
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| I need some shoulder to lean upon
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| And a couple of arms to hold me
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| Ain’t there anyone here for love?
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| I’m not in condition to wrestle,
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| I’ve never trained in a gym.
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| Show me a man who can nestle
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| And I’ll pin a medal on him.
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| Need some chappy
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| To make me happy
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| And he don’t need to be Hercules.
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| Don’t anyone know about birds and bees
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| Ain’t there anyone here for love, sweet love,
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| Ain’t there anyone here for love?
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| Doubles? |
| Anyone?
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| Court’s free.
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| Two out of three, Anyone?
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| Doesn’t anyone want to play?
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| I like big muscles
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| And red corpuscles,
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| I like a beautiful hunk of man,
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| But I’m no physical culture fan
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| Ain’t there anyone here for love, sweet love,
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| Ain’t there anyone, ain’t there anyone,
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| Ain’t there anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone
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| For love? |