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Honey, you'll hurt yourself
I can't play tennis
My golf's a menace
I just can't do the Australian crawl
And I'm no better at volleyball
Ain't there anyone here for love, sweet love?
Ain't there anyone here for love?
I'm apathetic and non-athletic
Can't keep up in a marathon
I need some shoulder to lean upon
And a couple of arms to hold me
Ain't there anyone here for love?
I'm not in condition to wrestle
I've never trained in a gym
Show me a man who can nestle
And I'll pin a medal on him
Need some chappy
To make me happy
And he don't have to be Hercules
Don't anyone know about birds and bees
Ain't there anyone here for love, sweet love?
Ain't there anyone here for love?
Doubles? Anyone?
Court's free
Two out of three
Anyone?
Doesn't anyone want to play?
I like big muscles
And red corpuscles
I like a beautiful hunk of man
But I'm no physical culture fan
Ain't there anyone here for love, sweet love?
Ain't there anyone, ain't there anyone
Ain't there anyone, anyone, anyone, anyone
For love?
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