As the women walk by in their skirts   Behind the corner I will lurk   I ain't dressing up for those jerks   Only one piece of clothes that works   And that's my codpiece   You will regret waiting for grease   Codpiece   All you secretaries spread your cheeks      Haven't got use for those fancy shoes   They just make my feet sweat and turn blue   No use for fancy shirts or ties   I thank my fly   Because I have my codpiece   And the bulging does not cease   Codpiece   The sweet asses will soon be fleeced      I don't really see the point of pants   Your daughter wants to rip them but can't   and if you didn't wear underwear   I don't think that your wife would care      The want my codpiece   I must decide between your wife and niece   Codpiece   Find your daughter and apply the grease