Song | Letter To My Penis |
Artist | Rodney Carrington |
Album | Nut Sack |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : 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 you're 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. |
zuo qu : 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 you' re 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. |
zuò qǔ : 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 you' re 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. |