Re-treat, I just wanna flee
But as this honey bee clings
She's gone and left my part in shame
And I'm left, with my throw a fit schlong
Dry run, ro-mance booed, all night long
It used to bring, sweet mem-or-ies
Now the gender bug's a-bu-sing me

Now it's my lame old schlong
But with a different meaning since it went wrong
Now it's my lame old schlong
But with a different leaning since it's bent wrong
And she breaks me when she jeers it

Temp-ra-ment-al tool, have I
I fear the old ding dong, has gone awry
And this hell for me, keeps taunting me
De-ny-ing me now, the fun it used to be
Bronx cheering the part, that used to rush to start
Slaying to-geth-er for-ever
Hormones waking up never

Now it's my lame old schlong
But with a different meaning since it went wrong
Now it's my lame old schlong
But with a different leaning since it's bent wrong

Men for cen-tur-ies, been tink-er-ing on
Rem-e-dies that cheer up broken down schlongs
Now it's gone, left with emp-ti-ness
If only I could miss the happiness descent
It used to prance to the music
Make romance to the music

Now it's my lame old schlong
But with a different meaning since it went wrong
Now it's my lame old schlong
But with a different leaning since it's bent wrong

She's gotta jeer it

Now it's my lame old schlong
But with a different meaning since it went wrong
Now it's my lame old schlong
But with a different leaning since it's bent wrong