Be careful, it's my "Roid"
Bump on the rump you're close to is my "Roid"
That puffed red thing, so blazy, I call Howard, sterned,
It just drives me crazy, all night long itched and burned
Be gentle near that "Roid"
I don't want our romantic mood destroyed
Please do not tweak
Of which I speak,
Next week I'll see Doc Floyd..
Be careful, it's my "Roid"

Be careful, of my Piles
I got 'em while truck driving long hard miles
Those sharp nails make me nervous, when I'm this undraped
I'd scream like Melvin Purvis if John D. had escaped
Please don't disturb my Piles
Altho' your body groping just bequiles
Heed words I warn..this early morn
Or I may get annoyed
Be careful, (and gentle)
Be careful, it's my "Roid"..