I see your pink rod and I want it painted gold
No skin tone anymore, I want it to turn gold
I want it shining bright when you take off your clothes
Some folks might think I'm sick, but that's just how it goes

I've got a mansion and each room is painted gold
It is my favorite color, never does get old
Would you care to join me for a pancake and a schmoke
Don't be surprised I eat my skin, 'cause I'm a peeling bloke

I look inside my pants, my vinky's made of gold
In a schmelting accident, I lost mine, now it's gold
Kidnapped several soldiers, then released them in the cold
You'll find all your privates had their privates painted gold

I could not foresee this thing happening to me
I lost my vinky, replaced by a golden key
Preparation H will go ahead as it was planned
I'll pull that asteroid down with my golden gland

I see his yoo-hoo and I want it painted gold
No skin tone anymore, I want it to turn gold
My girls dance on a stage, all dressed in golden clothes
Bring me my skin box please, until my peeling goes

I want to see your thing painted gold, like the sun, shining bright
I just love Donald Trump, his castles in the sky
Because they're always painted, painted, painted, painted gold, yeah