It's true! It's true! when I was seventeen
My climaxes could really make the scene

Each sexual drive was strong and almost routine
The flutter of an eye would get me hot
No matter if the girl was fat or too lean
I Came A Lot..

These days my life is colder than December
Excitement means warm slippers and a cot
But blazing scrotum fires, I remember
I Came A Lot..Came A Lot! Came A Lot!

Unlatched one handed each brassiere,
Always Came A Lot, Came A Lot
My other one held beer.

Wee Willie sprang up tall when I had one down
Before next morning seven more would cheer
Now, past my chair, they trot
Old broads with veins that clot
They'd prob'ally all die of heart attacks to hear
I Came A Lot..

Came A Lot! Came A Lot!
Past eighty, now I pause
But, I Came A Lot!, I Came A Lot!
Warren Beatty, once I was

Don't let this no hair, snow hair, skin dome fool ya'
Though now, by nine p.m. I disappear
Nobody was as hot
At Grotto used to Grot
Compare him to me, and Tommy Lee's low gear
I...Came...A....Lot..