Ring Girl

A mountain of gilded sinew
The crowd use me like a spittoon

Cast out like the devil of the ring
Bathed in glitter
Reducing my foes to debris

But my heart is tender by default
And the girl that I want is already involved with my rival challenger

I'm in love with a federette
I'd love her to hold my belt
My knees crumble for her
She's my little ring girl

One day she'll be mine
And I'll give him the go on
Or the pile driver
I wanna be the best



Credits
Writer(s): Naive Thieves
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