Aw, who's the queen of the locker room
Who's the cream of the crop
Poor Joey took her to the matinee
Said, "God, she wouldn't stop!"
Holy muscle of love
My heart's a muscle
Where ev'rything is hot
'Cause I don't know if the things I'm thinking
Are normal thoughts or not
Holy muscle of love
Well, I got a muscle of love
Yeah
Ooh
I read Dad's books like I did before
Now things are crystal clear
Lock the door in the bathroom now
I just can't get caught in here
Holy muscle of love
Well, I got a muscle of love
Holy muscle of love
I got a muscle of love
Holy muscle of love
My heart's a muscle of love
Holy muscle of love
Well, I got a muscle of love
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Must be a gift from above
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Hallelujah, etc.)
