A mountain of gilded sinew The crowd use me like a spittoon Cast out like the devil of the ring Bathed in glitter Reducing my foes to debris But my heart is tender by default And the girl that I want is already involved with my rival challenger I'm in love with a federette I'd love her to hold my belt My knees crumble for her She's my little ring girl One day she'll be mine And I'll give him the go on Or the pile driver I wanna be the best