Everybody weighs his tool, sometime,
It's preconception sets the rule.
Lets just say it may be tactical out of school,
Guys implyin', they compare their's to a mule.

Falling for ads is such a sleasy thing to do,
And there's no gallantry for the one she loves be hung like a shrew.
Those ads are lies anyone can see, a flirtin' person needs an edge or three,
On your peeper apply some lotion,
You just might find a magic potion.

Everybody weighs his tool, sometime,
It's not smart to stretch that jewel.
Listen, maybe, you'll never be hung like a bull,
Just some muscles you can't pull.

Some just can't help it when those popup's come their way,
When their utility for pleasin' becomes the prey.
Oh, seven can't hurt won't reach your knee,
They make size an abnormality.
She'll ask when that light shines through,
Who added that horse's thing to you?

Everybody weighs his tool, sometime,
They use injection just to fool.
It gets shabby, sometime the ritual can be cruel,
Zip your fly and, No need weighin' out your tool.