Seeing That His Eyes Were Empty Under Half Closed Lids,

Made It All The More Disturbing Knowing Benny Hid

A Bump That Looked Like Clods Of Dirt Inside Some Sickly Lung

That Barely Peeked Beneath His Shirt And Twitched Like Toto's Tongue.

For Fifty Cents Inside A Tent Adjacent To The Rest,

The Weaker Soul Could Hide Their Eyes While Benny Bared His Chest;

He Rubbed The Bump With Oleo And Little Bits Of Meat

And Stroked The Shape As It Extended Down Towards His Feet.

Bounce Benny Bounce Bouncing Benny

He Would Put A Record On Then Go Into A Trance

Until He Heard His Mother's Favorite Polka Then He Danced;

The Record Player Went Too Fast But Benny Didn't Care,

He Simply Bounced Around The Room While People Stood And Stared.

Benny Really Only Cared About One Single Thing -

He Collected Magazines Called "Women In The Ring";

He Kept Them All In Plastic Bags And Everybody Said

That Benny Talked To Them At Night Before He Went To Bed.

Bounce Benny Bounce Bouncing Benny

I Need Someone To Wrestle With She'd Have To Wear A Hood,

And Hold Me In A Hammerlock If She Was Feeling Good.

She'd Probably Have A Ponytail That Stuck Out From The Back

And I Bet Her Eyes Would Shine - Right When She Attacked;

She Might Be Kind Of Mean Some Times And Act Like We Weren't Friends,

But When The Match Was Over We'd Be Buddies Till The End;

I've Got To Go! I've Got To Go! I Know That She Is There -

Waiting In A Ring For Me To Hug Her Like A Bear.

Follow That Dream Benny Follow That Dream...