Paroles de Dear penis

David Allan Coe

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Dear penis,
I dont think i like you anymore,
You used to watch me shave,
Now all ya do is stare at the floor,
Oh dear penis,
I dont like you anymore.

It used to be you and me,
A paper towel and a dirty magazine,
Thats all we needed to get by,
Now it seems things have changed,
And i think that youre the one to blame,
Dear penis,
I dont like you anymore.

He sings

Dear rodney,

I dont think i like you anymore,
Cos when you get to drinking,
You put me places ive never been before,
Dear rodney,
I dont like you anymore.

Why cant 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,
Dear penis,
I think i like you after all.

Oh and rodney,
While you're shaving, shave my balls.

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