Whiskey Dick Songtext
von Stephen Lynch

Oh my God, I feel sick
Drank too much, whiskey dick
Tried so hard with this chick
Still too soft, whiskey dick

Oooooooh
Oooooooh


Rise it must, point to prove
Wait, I just felt it move
Try again, have no doubt
Now it′s in, fell back out

Oooooooh
Oooooooh

Pleasure she is not receiving
Bored and angry, now she's leaving
It just lies there, looking guilty
Small and shriveled, white and wilty

Did your best, gave up quick
Get some rest, whiskey dick