As the women walk by in their skirtsnBehind the corner I will lurknI ain't dressing up for those jerksnOnly one piece of clothes that worksnAnd that's my codpiecenYou will regret waiting for greasenCodpiecenAll you secretaries spread your cheeksnnHaven't got use for those fancy shoesnThey just make my feet sweat and turn bluenNo use for fancy shirts or tiesnI thank my flynBecause I have my codpiecenAnd the bulging does not ceasenCodpiecenThe sweet asses will soon be fleecednnI don't really see the point of pantsnYour daughter wants to rip them but can'tnand if you didn't wear underwearnI don't think that your wife would carennThe want my codpiecenI must decide between your wife and niecenCodpiecenFind your daughter and apply the grease