Don't bet on clotheshorses for prez, Ms. Androgynous, Don't bet on clotheshorses for prez. The position is currently clouded By clowns who have lacked the right stuff. So as we learn the facts And the country reacts, She may not be goofy enough. It helps if she's dumb, and blonde, and requires a D-cup Which in Red States provides a leg up, Though who but Ann Coulter says, "It's no scam, Ms. Androgynous." Damn, Ms. Androgynous, Don't bet on clotheshorses for prez. Don't bet on those horsies at Belmont, Ms. Androgynous, Don't bet on those horsies at Belmont. Triple Crown competition was clouded When Big Brown proved not fast enough. For as we learn the facts And the country reacts, We find that he lacked the right stuff. Steroid deprived, but Prozac enhanced for his stroll? Should we question Dutrow and his goal What did that horsie's boss want? A small scam, Ms. Androgynous? Damn, Ms. Androgynous, Don't bet on those horsies at Belmont.
Music & Original Lyric by Noel Coward |