(Take two)

Joe met Frank whilst working out at the YMCA
The bench presses and the forearm curls were got them off that day
On the floor of a darkened weight room for an hour these two did lay
In the distance they heard others basketball their lives away
Their lives away

Their workout being over to the showers these two did go
In the showroom they showered and Frank gave his soap to Joe
A very close-veined, tired exec what to think just did not know
Frank asked his chum to do his back and places down below
Down below

To Frank's request Joe did agree with a Times Square sleazy smile
The gaping mouths of washed up jocks could not cramp Joe's style
Fondling done with soaped up hands can indeed beguile
It was Greek to them and they came again, thrashing on cold tile
On cold tile

They strolled around the locker room, taking in the sights
They mounted scales and weighed themselves, out of habit they checked their heights
Together they squeezed blackheads underneath fluorescent lights
Then Frank performed a modern dance in Joe's bikini tights
Bikini tights
Joe and Frank, they left the Y, their exercising done
They ambled down West 63rd, their love had just begun
Back inside a dad tied sneakers for his six year old young son
And around and around the indoor track a pretty girl did run
She did run