I slept on the sidelines
I waited a long time for my turn
When the clock runs backward
I dropped my chest beneath the showers
There's in women's hearts
But there's under their sheets
For each of our feats of arms
All the gorillas cheering
Become children in their arms
In the ring I take some hits
Each time she picks me up
Eternal like the Hymn to Love
For her I'll turn the other cheek
There's in women's hearts
But there's under their sheets
For each of our feats of arms
All the gorillas cheering
Become children in their arms