|Wanna go play?|
|And around and around and around they went.|
And like little kids, sometimes one would
reverse direction to cut the other off!
|Zuke: Hey, guys, can I play?|
|Angel: Hey, Major, wanna wrestle?|
Zuke here can be the referee!
|Angel: I may be part boxer, but I'm a champion wrestler!|
|Zuke: No holding!|
|Angel: I got you, suckah!|
|Major: I'm not out yet!|
|Angel: Say 'Uncle', twerp!|
|Angel: We'll see about that!|
|Angel: Yer goin' Down, man!|
|Zuke: One, two, three, four......|
|...eight, nine, ten....YER OUT!|
|Zuke: And Angel the boxer-pitti-wrestler|
takes the Canine Championship!
|Major: It's not whether you win or lose,|
it's whether ya have fun playing the game,