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THE SQUAT
Way down this road in a gym far away ,
a young man was once heard to say.
“I’ve repped high and I’ve repped low
no matter what I do my legs won’t grow”
He tried leg extension , leg curls and leg press too.
Trying to cheat , these sissy exercises he would do.
From the corner of the gym where the BIG men train , Through a cloud of chalk and in the midst of pain.
Where the big iron rides high and threatens lives.
Where the noise is made with big fortyfives.
A deep voice bellowed as he wrapped his knees ,
A very big man with legs like trees !!
Laughing as he snatched another plate from the stack , Chalking his hands and monstrous back , said ,
“Boy stop your lying and don’t say you have forgotten , the trouble with you is you ain’t been SQUATTIN”
-Dale Clark , 1983-
Way down this road in a gym far away ,
a young man was once heard to say.
“I’ve repped high and I’ve repped low
no matter what I do my legs won’t grow”
He tried leg extension , leg curls and leg press too.
Trying to cheat , these sissy exercises he would do.
From the corner of the gym where the BIG men train , Through a cloud of chalk and in the midst of pain.
Where the big iron rides high and threatens lives.
Where the noise is made with big fortyfives.
A deep voice bellowed as he wrapped his knees ,
A very big man with legs like trees !!
Laughing as he snatched another plate from the stack , Chalking his hands and monstrous back , said ,
“Boy stop your lying and don’t say you have forgotten , the trouble with you is you ain’t been SQUATTIN”
-Dale Clark , 1983-
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