Letter To Me

Here is a little letter, I sing to my friend
Lately, it seems like our friendship might end
So, before we're getting into our fight
I thought it hard, I better write

Hey penis, I don't think I like you anymore
You used to watch me shave
Now all you do is stare at the floor
Oh, dear penis, I don't like you anymore

Hey, it used to be you and me
That paper towel and a dirty magazine
That's all we needed to get by
Now it seems things have changed
I think that you're the one to blame
Penis, I don't like you anymore

Take it away, my little friend

Hey Rodney, I don't think I like you anymore
When we get to drinkin', you put me places I've never been before
Rodney, I don't like you anymore

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'd just stay home forever
Penis, I think I like you after all

Oh, and Rodney, while you're shavin'
Would you shave my balls?
While you're shavin', would you, please shave my balls