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Why don't you love me? I'd really like to end it, If I knew how to end it. You've made me want to Waste your prime time to rue it And to deny I blew it. We'll leave Baghdadis sometime – Won't they be glad – In six, ten, twelve years. Old Rummy counts so bad. Dick Cheney lies for – You'd laugh if he would tell you, He doesn't dare to tell you – That what he's said ain't true, Doggie-poo! What to do? Lie to you! Give me, give me what I cry for: Daddy's oil that Dick and I have let you die for. You know how much we love you.
Music by James V. Monaco |