Unofficially
(Sung to the tune "I'm Flying High")

You're flying high,
Coptering over the city –
Who is that sitting across from you?

Who caught your eye?
Not a sweet little old biddy,
But Akbar Mokatar al Shuripajama Abu.

You like to travel single
With more chance to mingle,
And now you're a-tingle at your coup.

So, Mr. Ridge, please stand by,
For your Mr. Wendy is calling,
Wondering under Code Orange,
What in the hell you will tell him to do.

Music by Fats Waller
Alternate Lyric by Bob Carlson
www.politicalboondoggles.com
8/10/04