When I was a little boy, I, I, I was a little boy,
and I, I saw, I looked down,
and I saw a little weenie.
It was right, right there,
and it was just a little weenie,
and it was right there.
And, and I like to play with it.
Yes, I like to play with my
little weenie.
It makes me feel good.
And then, an d then I grew up a little bit.
And then I realized that,
hey man, you can't just,
you can't just like play with your weenie.
It's not cool, man,
because if other people find out,
you'll get in a lot of trouble.
And worse than that, you go
blind.
You don't want that.
So I grew up believing a
little more.
And the next thing I knew,
I started getting a little bit of
peach fuzz on my weenie.
And next thing you know,
I was cool because I had some peach fuzz
on my weenie.
That's right, I had it under my arms,
and I had it all over the place.
And next thing you know,
I couldn't play with
my weenie anymore
because I was blind.
You don't want that.
And then I grew up a little more.
The older I got,
the more I played with my weenie again.
But isn't that just the way it goes?
Please, I beg you no more, Steve -boy.
I am tired of reading about Steve's
spiritual commitment to the music.