Detachable Penis Songtext
I woke up this morning with a bad hangover and my penis
was missing again. This happens all the time; it's detachable.
This comes in handy a lot of the time; I can leave it home
when it think it's gonna get me in trouble, or I can rent it out
when I don't need it. But now and then I go to a party, get
drunk, and the next morning, I can't, for the life of me,
remember what I did with it. First I looked around my
apartment, and I couldn't find it , so I called up the place
where the party was, they hadn't seen it either. I asked them
to check the medicine cabinet, 'cause for some reason, I
was missing again. This happens all the time; it's detachable.
This comes in handy a lot of the time; I can leave it home
when it think it's gonna get me in trouble, or I can rent it out
when I don't need it. But now and then I go to a party, get
drunk, and the next morning, I can't, for the life of me,
remember what I did with it. First I looked around my
apartment, and I couldn't find it , so I called up the place
where the party was, they hadn't seen it either. I asked them
to check the medicine cabinet, 'cause for some reason, I
leave it there sometimes, but not this time.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know. I called a few
people who were at the party, but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate I really don't like being
without my penis for too long, It makes me feel like less of a
man, and I really hate having to sit down every time
I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house, and calling
everyone I could think of, I was starting to get very
depressed, so I went to the Kiev and ate breakfast.
Then as I walked down Second Avenue, toward's St. Mark's
Place, where all those people sell used books and other
junk on the street, I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to
a broken toaster oven-some guy was selling it! I had to buy
it off him. He wanted 22 bucks, but I talked him
down to 17. I took it home, washed it off, and put it back
on. I was happy again: complete. People sometimes tell me
I should get it permanently attached, but I don't know. Even
though sometimes it's a pain in the ass, I like having a detachable penis.
So I told them if it pops up to let me know. I called a few
people who were at the party, but they were no help either.
I was starting to get desperate I really don't like being
without my penis for too long, It makes me feel like less of a
man, and I really hate having to sit down every time
I take a leak.
After a few hours of searching the house, and calling
everyone I could think of, I was starting to get very
depressed, so I went to the Kiev and ate breakfast.
Then as I walked down Second Avenue, toward's St. Mark's
Place, where all those people sell used books and other
junk on the street, I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to
a broken toaster oven-some guy was selling it! I had to buy
it off him. He wanted 22 bucks, but I talked him
down to 17. I took it home, washed it off, and put it back
on. I was happy again: complete. People sometimes tell me
I should get it permanently attached, but I don't know. Even
though sometimes it's a pain in the ass, I like having a detachable penis.
RICK, DAVE / HALL, JOHN S. / XEFOS, CHRIS / MURDOCK, ROGER
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