D
G
Dear Penis, I don’t think
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D
I like you anymore,
G
A
You used to watch me shave,
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now all you do is stare at the floor,
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G
Ohh Dear Penis,
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D
I don’t I like you anymore.
G
A
It used to be you and me,
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a paper towel and dirty magazine,
G
A
D
That?s all we needed to get by.
G
A
How it?s seems things have changed
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and I think that you’re the one to blame,
D
G
A
D
Dear Penis, I don’t like you anymore.
D
G
Dear Rodney, I don’t think
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D
I like you anymore,
G
A
‘Cause when you get to drinkin’,
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you put me places I’ve never been before,
D
G
Ohh Dear Rodney,
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D
I don’t like you anymore.
G
A
Why can’t we get a grip
D
on our man-to-hand relationship,
G
A
D
Come to terms with how we really feel?
G
A
If we put our heads together,
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we’d just stay home forever.
D
G
A
D
Dear Penis, I think I like you after all.
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G
Ohh And Rodney,
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D
While you?re shavin’, shave my balls.
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