I recently heard a catchy (but corny) pop song on the radio with lyrics that made me think of pro wrestlers — especially the really buff, boastful pro wrestlers we love to hate. The song is called “Sexy and I Know It” by the group LMFAO. If you turn on your local Top 40 station for more than 20 minutes, you’ll probably be able to hear it…
When I watched the video on YouTube (after getting thru the stupid commercial…), I was reminded even more of the attitudes, revealing gear, and bodies seen in pro wrestling. Like most videos about good looking men (Rico Suave, Too Sexy For My Shirt, etc.), the mood is somewhat clownish. Often the mood in pro wrestling is silly as well — to avert the homo-erotic sexual tension that may make some people uncomfy.
But similar to pro wrestling, Sexy and I Know It both lampoons and celebrates Men as objects of desire — the idea that Beefcake can be desirable and deserves to be on display and enjoyed. The video features men of all shapes and sizes ripping off their pants to expose colorful, tight, bulging briefs — as beautiful as any wrestling trunks I’ve ever seen. Random males and females are shown in awe, lustfully watching the exposed male bodies. The message seems to be that men can feel proud to wear flamboyant, sexy, revealing briefs — or ought to.
The proud men dancing around in their fancy speedos remind me of a typical pro wrestler because they’re not ashamed of their manly bodies. Like a wrestler, they don’t conceal the crotch bulge, but rather strip nearly naked and let it flop around. They wear colorful briefs in bright shiny fabrics that draw the viewer’s attention to their groin. With a wink, they offer their bodies for you to love, or lust after, or laugh at — however you wish to use and exploit them. They know you really love it.
So sit back and enjoy some images of pro wrestlers with jaw-dropping, hard-on enticing bodies who are “Sexy and They Know It” as we present the lyrics of the LMFAO hit song:
When I walk on by,
Girls be looking like:
Damn, he fly!
I pimp to the beat,
walking on the street
in my new lafreak*, yeah!
*(I think “La Freak” is a hip clothing boutique…)
This how I roll:
Animal-print pants
Outta control!
It’s Red Foo*
With the big ass ‘fro
I’m like Bruce Lee,
I rock the claw, yo.
*(Red Foo is the lead singer of LMFAO — he has big hair.)
Chorus:
Girl look at that body!
Girl look at that body!
Girl look at that body!
I work out!
(Repeat)
When I walk in the spot,
this is what I see:
Everybody stops
and they staring at me!
I got a passion in my pants
and I ain’t afraid to show it,
show it, show it, show it!
I’m sexy and I know it !
I’m sexy and I know it!
When I’m at the mall,
security just can’t fight them off!
When I’m at the beach,
I’m in a Speedo
trying to tan my cheeks!
(What!?)
This is how I roll,
come on ladies it’s time to go
We headed to the bar,
baby don’t be nervous…
No shoes, no shirt,
and I still get service!
Girl look at that body!
Girl look at that body!
Girl look at that body!
I work out!
When I walk in the spot,
this is what I see:
Everybody stops
and they staring at me!
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle yeah!
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle yeah!
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle yeah!
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle yeah!
Do the wiggle man!
Do the wiggle man!
Yeah I’m sexy and I know it!
Girl look at that body [x3]
I work out!
Girl look at that body [x3]
I work out!
Yeah I’m sexy and I know it!
I have noticed how men–especially (most typically) American men–have to “clown around” when the topic of their sexuality comes into focus–even among those rare ones who choose to flaunt it–for instance, Burt Reynolds’ smirking Cosmo centerfold in the early 1970s (which made his career, by the way). I’ve heard it explained that keeping it all jokey ensures that the men are “subjects,” not mere passive “objects” in the game of the sexually charged gaze (contrast with the blank “available” expressions of 80% of female nude and lingerie models). I remember the old Sears catalogs from my childhood, where female models in bras and panties posed like manikins, but the men’s underwear models had to pose with footballs and tennis rackets in hand (to show they are active, “doing something,” not just objects for our voyeuristic admiration)–and, most memorably, in socks, shoes, and hat and carrying a briefcase as if prepared to head off to work in their Fruit of the Looms. It’s also worth remembering that, among chimps (our distant cousins), smiling and baring the teeth is an expression of aggression or hostility, as it is, too, in some human cultures.
Who could forget Alex Wright- the best ‘sufferer’ in WCW. The trunks and THAT packet! I still fondly recall watching his classic with Chris Benoit where good old Benoit was handing out the punishment in spades and Alex’s big c**k was in full display in his tight trunks (when Benoit had him upside down in the ropes). I want that match repeated- or on dvd!
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this is great. your website is one the best wrestling sites of all time!