When I met him he was nice enough   For a shot man trying to act real tough in a bar   That kind of attitude won't get you very far   His shirt was open and I saw his chest   A salt-and-pepper, soft and furry mess   You know how that turns me on   Then he took my hand   And ran it over the outline in his pants   He had the dick of death   And so I closed my eyes   And tried to fantasize about this dick of death   We grabbed a cab and went away to my place where we   Dropped our clothes so fast you'd think we were racing   I couldn't wait to see it for myself   There it was, staring ut at me   Long and perfect, boy, was I ever lucky   He kissed me and we fell down on the bed   Then he took my hand   And let me guide him into my promised land   He had the dick of death   I looked into his eyes   And let him sodomize me with his dick of death   I'd never seen one   Quite this big before   When he's soft he's nearly   Hung down to the floor   I don't know if I love him   But I love is dick of death