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.