Verse I'm just a bugger, Dick Cheney's bugger, Buggin' like a jealous whore. Once you start buggin' You can't stop buggin'. You're sure you're missin' more 'n more. Woke up this mornin' along about ten, Heard my buggin' buddy had gone huntin' for men. How could he do it? I couldn't do it. Five times he couldn't before. Refrain Could he shoot Worth a hoot? Aren't those tears in his eyes tellin' you? Is he blue? Harry's, too, For the band that Dick planned showed up stewed. With no time To get another one, Was it a crime To do what Nixon should've done? He ad libbed. Did it pay? For a week no one mentioned NSA.
Music by Harry Akst To 'Cheney, The Shooter' |