she didn't like the ribe cage / the coat-hanger HIPS
the razor-sharp shoulder blades / always give her JIP
she's reading Edward de Bono under the PALMS
he sprays odorono under his ARMS
I was to say the least ALARMED
when the BRONZE ADONIS got her...
horsing around with his aerosol / they whispered about his odd TRICK
"SEND NO CASH... FEAR NO MAN / YOU CAN BE A LOVE LEVIATHAN"
she's a FAN of the MAN with a TAN from a CAN
the BRONZE ADONIS got her
each night she sleeps in a room marked HER / he sleeps in a room marked HIM
muscle bound for stardom / the apollo of your EYE
can't seem to get a hard on / oh christ I wonder WHY
the BRONZE ADONIS got her
he plucks some puny pansy's peach / how do you like that
the BONZE ADONIS got her
he bravely bears the scourges and the squelch of squashed DESIRE
what a physical jerk / no time for SEX
where's me bleedin' bullworker, baby oil and leopard KECKS
oh yeah / the BRONZE ADONIS got her
who made you the sacred cow / who hangs around his BRIEFS
in the corner sauna / with his MATES
wanking away unwanted weight
that's his idea of a heavy DATE
the BRONZE ADONIS got her
I lay beneath the parasol / watched him with the CHICKS
mr and mrs universe / the folks who live in the GYM
they honeymoon on muscle beach to cries of "Beat it Mac"
there stands the body gorgeous / men worship girls ADMIRE
hubba hubba yum yum wow / what a hunk of BEEF
Lyrics © JOHN COOPER CLARKE.