M.U.S.C.L.E. Lyrics

I'm number one, I'm in demand
Just put that controller in my hand
Insert the cartridge and into the ring
Lace up my boots, it's time for wrestling

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I choose Ashura Man and Geronimo
I grab the booster ball and knock 'em out cold
The ring freezes over and the wrestlers slip
Don't let them fall or you might break a hip

In the electrified ring you can be a chump
When you wanna move away: press B button and jump
Use the clothesline, when you're in a pinch
Snag the championship belt - this game's a cinch

M-U-S-C-L-E
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M.U.S.C.L.E.