Now that I'm not wheeling-dealing there I take the good book from the shelf And lead my new cellmates in prayer As we bless mug shots of myself. Missed another golf date Heard Blunt shot forty-four All those mulligans without their Chief Congressional whore. Hate the grub at this club And the bars on the door, But my cellmates all love their Chief Congressional whore. Lobbyist pimps Know whose hands to grease And all it takes Is about twenty gees. So why'm I doing time? Can't they see there's lots more In the House where they found their Chief Congressional whore?
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