Don't throw him away
He's just my size
I have no doubt he'll be as good as first prize
So if your feelings for him start to fade
And I'm finished with mine
We'll get together and trade
Oh no zipper he's my button fly
No holes he's a patches kind of guy
Plenty of pockets to keep my matches dry
So he's starting to bore you
And you think that it's through
But what's right for me
May not be perfect for you
So if you're finished with him
And you don't really care
Hand him over to me
And like sisters we'll share
Oh don't throw him away
He's a sweet type
Fill up a bathtub and let him sit
No reason I should live without it
He's just my size I think he's great
Keep him around as a spare date
Arise the sky he's my kind of man
I'll make him fit if anybody can
Oh no zipper he's my button fly
No holes he's a patches kind of guy
Plenty of pockets to keep my matches dry