Met my friend Mike for lunch last week
He has a problem, my advice he did seek
Mike thinks his wife Claire
Wants to have an affair
He said as a tear ran down his cheek
'Claire wants to fool around, I know why' Mike did speak
'I'm much older, she sees me as an antique
Why, the other night in bed
This is what she said
'Sexually, you're way past your peak''
I told my friend Mike to chill
Get a prescription for the little blue pill
Told him I'm pretty sure
He won't have that problem no more
The pill should help him, if it don't, nothing will
Saw Mike today, he was in his front yard
Asked how things were going, he said 'Oh my God!
That pill sure worked for me
Ask my wife, she'll agree
She don't say omg, says omh..'Oh, Mike hard!'