Pink Power:

My temper is explosive
Dynamite in my soul,
So my strong muscles
Are always in control.

I usually ride shootgun
Unlike that red cup,
I keep things beating
And things looking up.

I not the total package
Because I can bleed,
And I can bite the dust
If my vigour is freed.

When I'm in trouble
In need of a hand,
I motion my posey
And united we stand.

For we stick together
When times get rough,
No matter how big
Or even how tough.

We'll have you running
Around and around,
Your trilled little heart
Will hardly settle down.

For I call the shots
One bad little dude,
Unless you catch me
In a lazy little mood.

For I spin the World
On my pinky finger,
So all those worries
Won't spread and linger.

My great sex appeal
Will make eyes swirl,
A breath of fresh air
For every boy and girl.

Yes I'm well known
All across these lands,
An energizer bunny
That has pink hands.