A Letter to My Penis Songtext
von Rodney Carrington

Dear Penis,
I don′t think I like you anymore,
You used to watch me shave,
Now all u do is stare at the floor.
Oh dear Penis,
I don't like you anymore.

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,
I think that your the one to blame.
Dear Penis,
I don't like you anymore.

Now he sings,


Dear Rodney,
I don't think I like you anymore,
′Cause when u get to drinkin′
You put me places I've never been before.
Dear Rodney,
I dont 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.
Dear Penis,
I think I like you after all.

Oh and Rodney,
While yer shavin′,
Shave my balls.