Salad Muscleman
He's a muscleman, Such a muscleman Muscle up to him, He'll let you rub his tan He's a muscleman, Such a muscleman Muscle in with him, He'll let you hold his hand I'm now an apple, that suits me fine And I'm out of time, But we'll all be fine And now I'm knackered and feeling kind But I'm not even worth a dime And that suits me fine, And that suits me fine Chorus He's a muscleman, Such a muscleman He's a muscleman, Yeah, he's my muscleman I'm not an apple in a line, I'm in that way inclined For God's sake be mine, And please don't go blind Cos I've got this apple, And it needs a habit And now I'm out of time, But you're a friend of mine And we'll both be fine, And not out of line Again you'll be mine, And that suits me fine Yeah that suits me fine, He's a muscleman... He's my muscleman
