There's a nice hotel That we ran so well, A place where we'd have reigned Forever. Bill had a bridal suite, Oval shaped with catbird seat, From which he entertained Whomever. Eight years later people, Our blue collar people, On whom we splurged are hintin', "No More Clinton." So our question is Who'll be in the hotel biz With a little room to spare, Where such a wealthy pair Whose cupboard now is bare Could share all their hot air Forever?
Music by Richard Rodgers |