Текст David Allan Coe – Dear Penis

Dear penis
I don’t think I like you anymore
You used to watch me shave
Now all you do is stare at the floor

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 anymore

He sings

Dear Rodney
I don’t think I like you anymore
Cos when you get to drinking
You put me places I’ve never been before
Dear 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
Dear penis, I think I like you after all

Oh and Rodney
While you’re shaving, shave my balls