He took me to dinner
Said, "You'll be our winner
I promise that we'll treat you right!
You'll pose by the tires
We'll get the right buyers
You're pretty, you're young, and you're white!"
You've got to believe this!
They weren't gonna leave this
To chance, ain't no chance that you'd win
It ain't who's the strongest
Or who'll last the longest
You were all screwed goin' in!
The fiber's eaten clear through my skin
You promised me that you'd let me win!
And now you're here pretendin'
You love hicks and spooks and spics!
Oh, it's a fix!
It's a fix!