I know a paper that's sold in sheets
It's so fine, it can't be beat
It's got everything that I desire
Cleans the butthole of muck and mire
I want TP
I want TP
I want TP
I want TP
Got to use it when the sun goes down
Regular as the clock goes 'round
It's the thing, what the doctor ordered
So soft & strong, it cleans my butt puckered
I want TP
I want TP
I want TP
I want TP
TP in the loo, there's nothing better
I like TP when it's thick on the roller
Someday soon, it'll wipe your hiney
Get your rear end all nice and shiney
I want TP
I want TP
I want TP
I want TP