Dear Penis,
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I don't think I like you anymore,
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You used to watch me shave,
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Now all u do is stare at the floor.
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Oh dear Penis,
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I don't like you anymore.
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It used to be you and me,
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A paper towel, and a dirty magazine,
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That's all we needed to get by.
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Now it seems things have changed,
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I think that your the one to blame.
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Dear Penis,
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I don't like you anymore.
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Now he sings,
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Dear Rodney,
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I don't think I like you anymore,
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'Cause when u get to drinkin'
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You put me places I've never been before.
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Dear Rodney,
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I dont like you anymore.
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Why can't we just get a grip,
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On our man to hand relationship.
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Come to terms with truly how we feel.
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If we put our heads together,
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We'd just stay home forever.
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Dear Penis,
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I think I like you after all.
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Oh and Rodney,
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While yer shavin',
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Shave my balls.
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A Letter To My Penis (Big Band Version)
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| Rodney Carrington |
