My Balls

My balls
My balls

My balls come in a pair
They are covered with hair
They're in my underwear
My balls

My balls are in a set
Sometimes my balls get wet
'Cause people make them sweat
My balls

Just look above my knees
And you'll see my testies
They're free of all disease

My balls are kept in
A sack of wrinkled skin
I play with them and grin
My balls

They hang under my ass
Sometimes they have a rash
I drag them through the grass
My balls

Just look above my knees
And you'll see my testies
I swing them in the breeze

My balls they cannot think
And when they start to stink
I wash them in the sink
My balls

My balls are big and round
They bounce up and down
They both weigh a pound
My balls

Just look above my knees
And you'll see my testies
Why don't you like them please

My balls