Stop when you please
You tricky-dicky organ
You'll see I won't let you
Bully me!
You're a mass of tissue,
Blood and throbs,
And just who would call you 'Beauty'?
Stop when you please
Thus cease your threats
And don't think I'll give up sweets
For you and your friends
I gave up smoking
And you know I never did drink.
Stop when you please
You seasoned old tease
You're forever bearing bad news
So, let's just say, if I gave up sweets,
I'm sure you'd turn round,
Forbid meats and teats!
