Your party has a million dolls or more, Who we'd be more than happy voting for. But they've given us you And that's why we're blue Misogyny? Baloney, Babe! Our problem is you. Your greed exceeds the greediest we've known. You'd claim each White House bedroom as your own, And have the gall again To rent them all again To those who're backing you. We're goin' to find ourselves a pol who got here on his own, And not a crazy doll whose Bill's a heel, We hate sniper-dodging lies. They've turned off all the guys. We'd sooner vote for someone who's for real. When we watch TV news we won't be waiting To see which pledge you simply can't recall. We'd rather have a newer pol nobody owns Than an aggravating black-back-stabbing doll.
Music & Original Lyric by Johnny S. Black |