Texty: Hot Chip. Wrestlers.

It's me versus you alone
It's me versus you alone
It's me versus you alone
It's me versus you alone
It's me versus you alone

We'll tag team, double up
Hit you in the sweet spot
And make you wish you'd coughed up

The gloves are off
The gloves are off
It's me, [Incomprehensible] messing round
Taking us a man down

While you've got us on the ropes
We've planned to play the mess around
He's technically trained
You've got him buckled up and he will misbehave

You weigh bigger than a train
But I've got the power and the glory
In my dirty brains

The gloves are off
The gloves are off
So why'd you go and have to fight dirty?
Don't fight dirty, don't hit me with the chair

The gloves are off
So why'd you go and have to fight dirty?
Don't fight dirty, don't bite me in the face
The gloves are off

Now what you gonna do when I come for you
With all that I've got?
I've got a roll of coins, I'm aiming for your loins
And I will never stop

I learned all I know from watching the wrestling
I think you think I'm about to throw the towel in

Here comes Floor Jack
Watch your back, watch your back
He'll charm you with a double-axe
And then he brings the tie attacks
He's not dressed for a cage
He's robed in garments strictly for another age

Here we come, drop kick
Half nelson, full nelson
Willie Nelson, Willie Nelson

Body slam, suplex, headlock, summer-slam, elbow drop
Jelly-flop, cage match, grudge match, snamsno, snamsniey
Alfieley, alscgoboi, nelsonmas allday, skeluas

It's me versus me, versus me, versus me
Versus me, versus me, versus me, versus me, versus me
I learned all I know from watching the wrestling
I think you think I'm about to throw the towel in
Everyone knows Monday night means wrestling

(Thanks to kevie & Sandie for these lyrics)