I've Fallen In Love With Mr. Muscle

The typical skittish behaviour when my body begins t' bustle,
All in the fact that I've fallen in love with the one and only Mr. Muscle:
How his passionate vibe shines when cleaning down my decks,
As his toned, articulate body moves, rhythmical with his pecs!

I absolutely idolize his devotedness to cleaning, the pure dedication.
I never knew in a million years I'd fall at the feet of his fictional animation.
Every time he appears on telly, he sends me into an ultimate lust o' dreaming,
Of his hard grafting work of solving solutions; the Master Scientist of cleaning!

Everyone thinks I'm CRAZY when I tell 'em that someday he'll save my fate,
Because he's the heroic figure that loves the jobs that I certainly hate.
You can rely on his problematic fixtures; you can abide by his terms.
You can depend on his assurance when he says he can kill your unwanted toilet germs!

He assassinates the horrid spiders; he know they drive me insane.
He's the superhero with the professional touch of unclogging my dirty drain.
He knows how to confide in a woman's animosity, when the hygiene's repelling HELL.
He knows how to retrieve the optimism with his magical bathroom gel!

So divorce your apathetic husbands, sisters;
Upgrade to a supreme man that can harbour the pressure and contain a vigorous hygiene.
Experience the typical skittish behaviour when my body begins t' bustle,
All in the fact that I've fallen in love with the one and only Mr. Muscle!