Dear penis, I don't think I like you anymore, You used to watch me shave, Now all ya 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, 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 cant 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.