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[parody of eye of the tiger by survivor]
Fat and weak, what a disgrace.
Guess the champ got too lazy.
Ain’t gonna fly now, he’s just takin’ up space.
Sold his gloves, threw his eggs down the drain.
But he’s no bum, he lives down the street.
He bought the neighborhood deli.
Back on his feet, now he’s choppin’ up meat.
Come inside, maybe you’ll hear him say,
Try the rye or the kaiser,
They’re on special tonight.
Let me please be your catering advisor.
If you want substitutions,
I won’t put up a fight.
You can have your roast beef on the rye or the kaiser.
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Lyrics: Weird Al Yankovic
