I’m Sorry, Ray Charles

Hit the weights, Jack, and don't you talk back–do more, do more, do more, do more.
Hit the weights, Jack, and don't you talk back– do more.
What you say?
Hit the weights, Jack, and don't you talk back no more, do more, do more, do more.
Hit the weights Jack and don't you talk back–do more.

Woah, woman, oh woman, don't treat me so mean,
You're the meanest personal trainer that I've ever seen.
I guess if you say so,
I have to pack ma gym bag and go. (Right now)

Hit the weights, Jack, and don't you lose track–one more, one more, one more, one more.
Hit the weights, Jack, and don't you lose track–one more.
What you say?
Hit the weights, Jack, and don't you lose track–one more, one more, one more, one more.
Hit the weights, Jack, and don't you lose track–one more.

Well lady, listen lady, don't ya treat me like I’m strange.
Just because I pay for personal training in change.
If you keep making me do lunges fifty-five times,
I’m gonna keep paying you in nickels and dimes.
But, I guess if you say so,
I'll have to pack my gym bag and go. (Right now)

Hit the weights, Jack, and don't you talk smack–do more, do more, do more, do more.
Hit the weights Jack and don't you talk smack– do more.
What you say?
Hit the weights Jack and then come back some more, some more, some more, some more.
Hit the weights Jack and then come back for more.

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Well, started the weight training like I said I would. For some reason, the weights all seemed heavier than they were last time I did it.

And those big muscle-head dudes don’t seem to have much of a sense of humor. Like when I asked one of them to spot me… five bucks.

And the looks they gave me when I was doing my set of curls with the little pink dumbbells…

Oh well. Back for more pain today.

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