Where's the wood? Lord I pray you,
My petty rod needs to grow.
Why the small size of my penis?
Cause puberty was years ago.
I'd only show it around, magnified times two.
A true stunted lover, and too damn short to screw!

Though I stretch it every day,
My little hard-on always stays
Four inches hung, four inches hung.
Four inches hung, four inches hung.

I tried pumping in vacuum,
Maybe that would make me long.
Still a fair ways from seven
Though it pinches and snags my dong

And through this mother fuckin' pain,
My little hard-on will remain
Four inches hung, four inches hung.
Four inches hung, four inches hung.
Four inches hung, four inches hung, yeah.

And when you finally got me laid,
I was hoping that I'd screwed you well.
When all my dick was on the inside,
You couldn't even tell!

So the tighter hole I choose.
I'm right behind you, in your caboose,
Four inches hung, four inches hung.
Four inches hung, four inches hung.
Four inches hung, four inches hung.
Four, Four inches hung, four inches hung.