"Detachable Penis" by King Missle

I woke up this morning with a bad hangover And my penis was missing again.

This happens all the time. Its detachable.

[background singing begins: "detachable penis" over and over]

This comes in handy a lot of the time.

I can leave it home, when I think its gonna get me in trouble, or I can rent it out, when I dont need it.

But now and then I go to a party, get drunk, and the next morning I cant for the life of me remember what I did with it.

First I looked around my apartment, and I couldnt find it.

So I called up the place where the party was, they hadnt seen it either.

I asked them to check the medicine cabinet cause for some reason I leave it there sometimes but not this time.

So I told them if it pops up to let me know.

I called a few people who were at the party, but they were no help either.

I was starting to get desperate. I really dont like being without my penis for too long.

It makes me feel like less of a man, and I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak.

After a few hours of searching the house, and calling everyone I could think of, I was starting to get very depressed, so I went to the Kiev, and ate breakfast.

Then, as I walked down Second Avenue towards St. Marks Place, where all those people sell used books and other junk on the street, I saw my penis lying on a blanket next to a broken toaster oven.

Some guy was selling it. I had to buy it off him. He wanted twenty-two bucks, but I talked him down to seventeen.

I took it home, washed it off, and put it back on.

I was happy again.

Complete.

People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached, but I dont know.

Even though sometimes its a pain in the ass,

I like having a detachable penis.