Bless my soul
Cam was on a roll
Person of the week in every Smythe opinion poll
What a pro
Cam could stop a show
Point him at a shooter and you're talking SO
He was a honcho
A hero, hero
Now he's a no one
He's a zero
He was a kid with his act down pat
From zero to hero in no time flat
Hero to zero just like that
When he smiled
The girls went wild with
Ooh's and ah's
And they slapped his face
On every vase
(On every "vahse")
From appearance fees and royalties
Our Cam had cash to burn
Now nouveau riche and famous
He could tell you
What's a Finnish urn?
Say amen
There he goes again
Sweet and undefeated
And an awesome ten for ten
Folks lined up
Just to watch him flex
And this perfect package
Packed a pair of pretty pecs
Wardo, he comes
He sees, he conquers
Honey, the crowds were
Going bonkers
He showed the moxie brains, and spunk
From zero to hero a major hunk
Hero to zero and who'da thunk
Who put the glad in gladiator?
Hurricanes!
Whose daring deeds are great theater?
Hurricanes!
Isn't he bold?
No one braver
Is he sweet
Our favorite flavor
Hurricanes, Hurricanes
Hurricanes, Hurricanes
Hurricanes, Hurricanes
Bless my soul
Cam was on a roll
Undefeated
Riding high
And the nicest guy
Not conceited
He was somethin'
A hero, a hero
Now he's a no one
He's a zero
He hit the depths at breakneck speed
From hero to zero
Cam is a zero
Now he's a zero
Yes indeed!
