Put Your Clothes Back On - Rodney Carrington

Put your clothes back on

I’d rather be alone

Your thing is all worn out now get on home

You’ve had too many lovers

They’ve worn off the hair

There ain’t no way I’m goin in there

Put your clothes on

And get on home

I Should of never gone out

I should of never had a drink

Take that thing outside it’s startin' to stink

Your friends done told me where you have been

And I feel sorry for all those men

Put your clothes back on, baby

And get on home

Yeah, get that thing away from me

It looks like something your dog would eat

I’ve seen enough now set me free

I think that thing just barked at me

Early this mornin' it bit my leg

Oh, little darlin', don’t you make me beg

Put your clothes back on

And get on home

Oh shit, I’m scared!

I need medical care

I think three midgets just crawled out of there

Well, I was fine before you came

Would’ya thow somethin' over that pitiful thing

Baby, put your clothes back on

And get on home

Yeah, put your clothes on

And get your booty back home