My naughty days are over, my Viagra days are here.
What used to be my pride and joy, is now my water spout.
Time when on its own accord, from my pants would spring.
But now I’ve got a full-time job, to find that little thing.
It used to be embarrassing, the way it would behave.
For every single morning, it would stand and watch me shave.
Now as old age catches up, it sure gives me the blues.
To see it hang its little head and watch me tie my shoes.