Verse 1
Five in the morning, alarm says "Go!"
Sleep in my eyes but I already know.
Coffee ain't working, my muscles complain,
But The Punk's at the gym gonna call my name.
Five foot three with a fire inside,
Muscle and attitude she just can't hide.
Workout's waiting up there on the board,
No turning back once she gives the word.
Pre-Chorus
Heart starts racing, game face on,
Three... two... one... it's on!
Chorus
Let's get punked! Give me one more rep!
Push a little harder, don't you second guess.
Sweat on the floor, lungs on fire,
The Punk won't stop till you climb up higher.
Five foot three but she's built like steel,
Makes you find the strength you didn't know was real.
You came for comfort? Wrong place, friend...
Get punked... and do it again!
Verse 2
"Chest up! Breathe! Now drive those feet!"
She's got no mercy and she don't miss a beat.
Try to slow down—she's right in your face,
"You've got one more!" at a breakneck pace.
I'm shaking, aching, ready to crawl,
Somehow she's still got another call.
Every workout leaves me sore as can be,
But every workout brings out a better me.
Bridge
Her name is Linda—yeah, that's The Punk!
Tiny tornado loaded with spunk.
Big heart, big drive, built to inspire,
She lights ordinary people on fire.
Final Chorus
Let's get punked! Leave it all behind!
The only limits live inside your mind.
One more rep, one more round,
That's where champions are finally found.
I walked in tired... I'm walking out strong,
The Punk was right here all along.
See you tomorrow—same place, same grind...
Let's get punked one more time!