Lyrics:

Seeing that his eyes were empty under half closed lids
Made it all the more disturbing knowing Benny hid
A bump that looked like clods of dirt inside a sickly lung
That barely peeked beneath his shirt and twitched like Toto's tongue

For fifty cents inside a tent adjacent to the rest
The weaker souls could hide their eyes while Benny bared his chest;
He rubbed the bump with oleo and little bits of meat
And stroked the shape as it extended down towards his feet

Bounce, Benny bounce, bouncing Benny
Bounce, bouncing Benny, bouncing Benny

Benny bounce, Benny bounce, Benny bounce
Benny bounce, Benny bounce, Benny bounce

He would put a record on then go into a trance
Until he heard his mother's favorite polka then he danced;
The record player went to fast but Benny didn't care
He simply bounced around the room while people stood and stared

Benny really only cared about one single thing --
He collected magazines called 'Women in the Ring';
He kept them all in plastic bags and everybody said
That Benny talked to them at night before he went to bed

Bounce, Benny bounce, bouncing Benny
Bounce, bouncing Benny, bouncing Benny

I need someone to wrestle with she'd have to wear a hood
And hold me in a hammerlock if she was feeling good
She'd probably have a ponytail that stuck out from the back
And I bet her eyes would shine -- right when she attacked;
She might be kind of mean some times and act like we weren't friends
But when the match was over we'd be buddies till the end;
I've got to go! I've got to go! I know that she is there --
Waiting in a ring for me to hug her like a bear

Follow that dream, follow that dream
Follow that dream Benny follow that dream (x8)