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Now here's the story on Judy, The Martyr – Though not much liked, almost nobody barred her. Reputedly a doozie of a newsy frail, Our Judy had an ego as big as a whale. Hi de hi de hi (Ho' de ho' de ho') She messed around with some fibs of Libby's, Proud as punch that she would have first dibbys On the biggest lies from Cheneytown – She swore she'd help them kick the truth aroun'. She de she de did (Ho' de ho' de ho') She bought their scheme to start wars they were needin' To keep Bush popularity from bleedin'. Ideal for her, she loved the snob appeal Of getting inside scoops on how they wheel and deal. Ha de ha de ha (Ho' de ho' de ho') They made her swear she'd not reveal her sources, And practice versus Bush interrogation forces – But then so Rove is not accused of Cheney's crimes, They made her spell Val Flame at least a zillion times. He de he de he (Ho' de ho' de ho') Where will she go? Perhaps The Wall Street Journal, Hoping cohorts there might be a bit more fraternal. You've heard her story and you've sung her song – She sure was pushy but she done us wrong! Ho' de ho' de ho' (No, ho' de ho' ho' ho')
Music & Original Lyric by Cab Calloway & Clarence Gaskill |