dear penis, i dont think i like you anymore, you used to watch me shave, now all ya do is stare at the floor, oh dear penis, i dont like you anymore. it used to be you and me, a paper towel and a dirty magazine, thats all we needed to get by, now it seems things have changed, and i think that youre the one to blame, dear penis, i dont like you anymore. he sings dear rodney, i dont think i like you anymore, cos when you get to drinking, you put me places ive never been before, dear rodney, i dont 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.