Fit Girl - New Song Demo

I wrote this song really quickly today.  I wrote two lines of it in the gym this morning, and the rest of it while stuck in traffic on the way home from work this evening.

Fit Girl (P. Erlandson)

I was in the gym when she walked in off the street.

With the kind of body to knock you off your feet.

She got down to work, and she started to lift.

Muscles moving like a continental drift.

Looking at her I turned white as a sheet.

She was punishing her delts by the Smith Machine,

Like the love child of Judy Jetson and Mr. Clean.
Over in the corner I’m about to faint.

She’s the kind of girl that I would love to paint.
She was the baddest jacked up chick that I had ever seen.

Chorus:  Fit girl, fit girl, look my way!

If I catch your eye, I’ll have to look away.
If I cannot have you I will live in misery.

Now I’m no schmoe, but my knees were getting weak.
I was afraid she’d think I was a pencil-neck geek.

In between sets, I’d try to catch her eye;

I’m trying to look cooler than the other guys.
I am hypnotized by her physique.  (Chorus)

I can’t describe the effect that she has on me.

I don’t need no coffee, no 5-Hour Energy!
She’s got me bouncing off the walls.
She’s racing my heart like clenbuterol.
She’s got me buzzing to the Nth degree.  (Chorus)