My nookie days are over
My pilot light is out
What used to be my sex appeal
Is now my waterspout
Time was when, on its own accord
From my trousers it would spring
But now I’ve got a full time job
To find the blasted thing
It used to be embarrassing
The way it would behave
For every single morning
It would stand up and watch me shave
Now as old age approaches
It sure gives me the blues
To see it hang its little head
And watch me tie my shoes
