Dear penis, I don't think I like you any more, You used to watch me shave, Now all you do is stare at the floor, Oh, Dear penis, I don't like you any more.
It used to be you and me, A paper towel and a dirty magazine, That's all we needed to get by, Now it seems things have changed, And I think that you're the one to blame, Dear penis, I don't like you any more.
He sings.
Dear Rodney, I don't think I like you any more, 'Cause when you get to drinkin', You put me places I've never been before, Dear Rodney, I don't like you any more.
Why can't we just get a grip, On our man to hand relationship, Come to terms with truly how we feel, If we put our heads together, We can just stay home forever, Dear Penis, I think I like you after all.
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