title: Wrestlin' dreams

author: Tempest

email: tempest@thatbitch.com

disclaimer: Don't own, don't sue... blahzay blah.... I make no money...blah...No Copyright Infringement intended.

author's notes: Blame this whole screwed up parody on Aya! :D She planted these seeds in my head. She knows what I'm talking about. Itried to get in as many people as I could. Just for the record I call Chris Benoit's missing tooth his beauty mark, and I know that O'Haire and Palumbo aren't a tag team anymore for the purposes of this fic THEY ARE! Thanks Stephy-poo for your help XD.. kthxbi

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Posters of them surrounding me, I'm lost in a world of wrestling
Monday and Thursday night they give me all the love I need.



Jericho, this hot boy (hot), he's not your average boy
He's a morpherotic dream from RAW magazine
And he's so fine designed to blow your mind
He's a egotistical double-champ drama queen



I dream about a wrestler who's a mix of Shane-0-Mac
Just a little touch of Jeff Hardy's wild style
With Edge's bright smile, throw in a body like Triple H
You got the star of my wrestlin' dreams



The Undertaker's eyes to lead me to the dark (side)
Don't forget Chris B's beauty mark
When it comes to the test well... Test's the best
With Christian forget about the rest



The Rock, that boy's hot (hot), he's not your average boy
He's this girl's dream better than any magazine
And he's so fine designed with me in mind
He's a brahma bull, he can Rock bottom this anytime



I dream about a wrestler who's a mix of Kane's strong silence
Just a little touch of RVD's smug pride
With Lance's intense eyes, throw in an accent like Regal's
You got the star of my wrestling dreams



That ain't everything
He's got the dark, brooding personality like Raven
Like Kurt can't be lazy, gotta have 3 I's yeah, I'm crazy
And in my mind Palumbo and O'Haire are one dreamy tag team



Wrestling dreams, my wrestlin' dreams
Submissions and rings, these wrestlin' dreams



I dream about a wrestler who's a mix of Booker T
Just a little touch of Steve Austin's wild side
With Matt's extreme 'tude, throw in a cutie like Helms
You got the star of my liquid dreams