Iâve been working out all day
But Iâm skin and bone, man
Iâm been trying to pump it up with testosterone
I donât think she likes my body
And I donât care much for her mind
But love is a test for the damned
And the rest are all blind
Iâm sending her an apple to tempt her
Iâm praying that the devil will show
Cut her off at the pass to pre-empt her
Then Iâll trade her blow for blow
Noone has a recipe for love like mamma
Heaven knows there is no God above like mamma
There never was a girl who was good enough for mamma
When Iâm older, mamma marries me
She says hey killer thereâs a storm
At the end of every rainbow
She says love is a test and you donât look your best
Just go home
Iâve an issue with the spit or swallow
And just donât get it in my hair
ove is a test for which I never was blessed
Yeah yeah yeah
Iâm sending her an apple to tempt her
Iâm praying that the devil will show
Cut her off at the pass to pre-empt her
Then Iâll trade her blow for blow
