| Well my wife went out of town 'bout a year or so back
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| And left me at home by myself to batch
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| And after five straight nights of TV I was ready to scream
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| So I called up this beer drinkin' buddy of mine
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| And said, «Bill, I ain’t havin' a real good time.»
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| He said, «Why don’t we go to the wrasslin' matches and let off
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| A little steam?»
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| Now I’d never seen the matches before
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| And by the time we reached that arena door
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| The crowd was already backed up plumb out into the street
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| Yeah, people were pushin' and shovin' like cattle
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| Just gettin' in line was a heck of a battle
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| We had to fight like the devil, but we finally got ring-side seats
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| Well, we bought a program as we passed through the door
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| Went to section D, seats 3 and 4
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| And about that time, the announcer stepped into the ring
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| He said, «Tonight's the greatest card ever been signed
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| We got a tag-team match that’ll blow yer mind!»
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| Then they lowered the lights and the crowd began to scream
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| He introduced the Spider from parts unknown
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| With his trusty partner, The Blue Cyclone
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| They were takin' on a team that never had been beat
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| Then the ref checked 'em over and the rules were explained
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| And somebody hollered, «THE SPIDER’S GOT A CHAIN!!»
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| Then some old lady with blue hair fell right out of her seat
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| Well they rang the bell and all Hell broke loose
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| My legs was shakin' like a rubber goose
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| I’d never seen anything like this, not even in the war!
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| The Cyclone put the Vulture in an airplane spin
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| Then he body slammed him, and then he did it again
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| I swear I didn’t see how that 'ol boy could take much more
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| It was right about then in the thick of things
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| That my buddy Bill threw a chair in the ring
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| And I knew we’d better be headin' for the door
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| 'Cause I saw the Cyclone lookin' at us
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| And he was rubbin' his head and he’s startin' to cuss
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| And I knew if he caught us he’d break Bill’s neck for sure
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| Well, where we parked wasn’t too far
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| And Bill ran so fast he beat me to the car
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| Locked the doors and wasn’t about to let anyone in
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| And I turned around and the Cyclone was there
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| And he said, «Hey punk, you forgot your chair!»
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| And by the look in his eyes, I knew that this was the end
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| Then he body slammed me two or three times
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| And he put his arms around me from behind
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| Then he pile-drived me right there in the hard concrete
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| Broke both my arms and three of my ribs
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| It’s the closest I’ve ever come to being killed
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| And that’s the last thing I remember 'fore he put me to sleep
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| Blue Cyclone
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| He’s the meanest rascal the ring has ever known
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| He’ll make you groan, he’ll make you moan
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| He’ll lay you prone and break your bones
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| Blue Cyclone…
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| I woke up in a hospital bed
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| Stars a-circlin' around my head
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| And a plaster cast on just about every bone
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| But the doctor said I’d be just fine
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| «These things just take a little time…»
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| And three weeks later, he let me go back home
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| But I laid in bed three weeks just thinkin'
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| «I believe I coulda took him if I hadn’t been drinkin'
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| So the next time we meet, I won’t be on no binge
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| «Cause I hadn’t been the same since we had that fight
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| And I’d see that Cyclone in my dreams at night
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| And I won’t be satisfied 'til I get revenge…»
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| Well, the first thing my wife said when I got home
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| Was, «You'd better leave that Cyclone alone»
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| She said, «You might not be so lucky next time.»
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| So, I says to her, «Beg your pardon, ma’am
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| But it wasn’t YOU who got the body slam,»
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| Then I changed the subject, 'cause I done made up my mind
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| Then I called up Bill and told him my plan
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| And all he said was, «Right on, man!
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| I’d do the same durn thing if it’d been me
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| It all happened so quick when that car door slammed
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| It musta broke something, 'cause the door locks jammed
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| You was already down, he’s gone time I got free."
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| Bill said, «Since yer thinkin' 'bout takin' him again
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| I know two ol' boys who weigh 210
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| They’d wade through hell just to fight a circle saw
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| They both lift weights, so you know they’re mean
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| And the four of us would make a heck of a team
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| We might not win, but we’d durn-sure fight to a draw."
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| Well, we talked it over, they said they’s willin' |
| They’d stop at nothing, short of killin'
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| Said «Hoss, we’ll back you as long as you wanna fight.»
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| So I checked around at a few of the bars
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| And found out where all the wrasslin' stars
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| Hung out after the matches every Wednesday night
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| Well, I got there early the following week
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| And found me a table where I could see the street
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| And waited for the Blue Cyclone to hit the door
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| Well, after a while, he finally appeared
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| Sat down at the bar, and ordered a beer
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| And he barely took a sip 'fore I stepped to the middle of the floor
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| I yelled, «Hey Cyclone! |
| Remember me?
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| I’m the guy you put to sleep
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| Only this time, you can see I’m not alone. |
| Ha ha
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| You see them two big dudes over there?"
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| The Cyclone looked and said, «Over where?»
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| And I turned around, and I’m a son of a gun, they was gone!
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| Then the Cyclone looked at me and grinned
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| And he said, «Okay punk, here we go again
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| It seems to me that some guys never learn.»
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| And then he waded through them tables and chairs
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| Put a full-nelson on me, and grabbed my hair
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| And when he threw me to the floor, I was starting to get concerned
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| Then came a birrage of judo chops
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| And I was beggin' somebody to call the cops
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| Before the Cyclone could commit a mortal crime
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| I sure breathed a sigh of relief
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| When I heard them ambulance sirens scream
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| 'Cause I’d be dead now, if they hadn’t gotten there on time
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| The next thing I remember, they was carryin' me in
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| And the doctor said, «Oh no, you again?»
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| I said, «Doctor, how long you thing it’ll be this time?»
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| He said, «Boy, if you don’t leave that Cyclone alone
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| One of these days, you ain’t goin' home!
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| You’ll need the undertaker’s services, not mine.»
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| Blue Cyclone
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| He’s the meanest rascal the ring has ever known
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| He’ll make you groan, he’ll make you moan
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| He’ll lay you prone and break your bones
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| Blue Cyclone
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| The Blue Cyclone |