Contest Of Challengers

Hey ho, strike one; last one in's a son of a gun. Hey ho, strike two; can't fight here, this is the war room. So kiss me quickly; who'll oblige? Oh come along now, don't be shy. Don't be all surface; no insides. Oh, no.You've got to stop your grumbling, and all that human bondage den. So swear the heat in baby, no neck ties.