Well I could sit on this beach forever thinking how great it would taste
If someone big and strong would kick some sand in my face
Your quick tanned bodies lie like leaded jello from a mold
You know what you want out of life, you never have to be told

You move like lions but I wonder if you care
Enough to leave your pride and get your lion's share
The way you bump and grind like some muscle bound beings
On stage, wherever you go, I've got to scream

You're the Muscle Boys The Muscle Boys
You're the Muscle Boys The Muscle Boys

Oh, would a muscle boy ever give me a chance
Or are they strictly first come first serve romance
If I hung around would they think me a pest
Unless I had a tuck and roll Mack truck chest?

Like sacrificial bulls in the modern day rite
They genuflect to isometric prayers
So maximumly masculine, yet so alone
Their closest companion, their clean underwear

They're the Muscle Boys The Muscle Boys
They're the Muscle Boys The Muscle Boys

Muscleboys come from all over the world
Don't have to play the game of love with boys or with girls
Muscleboys are fighting to be free
Their daily exercises give them more liberty
And, Muscle Boys, tell me who you would respect?
The guy with concrete nipples or he whose sags with neglect?
Our lives are only skin deep in this world of ours
Would you rather ride a pumpkin or a custom car?

Frankie worked out all day today
He'll do anything to keep young another day
Muscle Boys don't have to conquer worlds for power
You can get it now at the YMCA

Do they get mad?
Do they get sad?
Do they use deodorant to dry their tears? (YUCK)
So healthy a plot, but still there's no stop
To the increased imperfection of the coming years

They're the Muscle Boys The Muscle Boys
They're the Muscle Boys The Muscle Boys (on out)

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): LANCE LOUD