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Get me, I'm still that cad from Little Rock, The one who inspired those late night cracks – The ex-president who made millions by Rekindling his most famous lie About his friendly nymphomaniacs. I thought this bitch I brought from Little Rock Would con lots more states than Arkansas. But suddenly Obama's cleaned her clock, And, though we're often a laughing stock, No one's bothered our ménage à trois. It's been fun and damn exciting With minimal backbiting, So that bitches failure came as quite a shock. She'd assured us all that when she won, I'd stll be our number one, But what a crock – No one's willing to hear me talk But that loyal bunch of guys At the Friday night fish fries, Those fantasizing Elks In Little Rock.
Music by Jule Styne |