[El Santo]

Goldberg! What you did to me at No Way Out, costing me my championship, was the only time you'll ever get the jump on me! When I meet you at Wrestlemania, you'll feel what it's like to be at the receiving end of an F-...

...Oh sod it. I don't want to rabid on all day for geeky internet fans and untraditional males. I wanted to be...

I wanted to be...

A FOOTBALL JACK!

Chorus: la-la-la LA laaaa....

Catching a second pass from the Giants of New York...

Chorus: la-la-la LA laaaa....

Playing tight end for the glorious Green Bay Packers...

Chorus: la-la-la LA laaaa....

The Bob Grieses.. the Dick Butkises ... ses...

Chorus: la-la-la LA laaaa....

The Testeverdes, the Willie Pounders, the Feeleys...


Chorus: la-la-la LA laaaa....

With mah best buddy at my side, I'd sing, sing, SING!!

I'm a Football-jack, I'm OK,
I crashed my bike but I'm a-Okay.

Chorus: He's a Football-jack, he's OK,
He likes old hags but he don't like gays.

I'll catch the pass, I'll block the blitz,
And chase girls with pom-poms.
If Sable's at the sidelines,
I'll tell 'em she's my Mom.

Oh, I'm a Football-jack, I'm OK,
I'll try for the Vikings 'till I'm old and gray...

I'll skip and dance in the endzone,
I'll sign autographs.
Unless your an internet smark,
'Cause then you'll be broke in half.

I'm a Football-jack, I'm OK,
I won't sign wrestling stuff, I'll toss it away...

He's a Football-jack, he's OOOOKKAAAYYY...
he'll probably return to the WWE someday.
What? Brock, stay back!

Argghhhhh ~~ !!!

Oh, God, help us!!!

I'm not dead yet!