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Sneak out of town Before it's too late, Karl Rove, Before they pin down That you were the slease. You'll do more harm As Bush's right arm Now that you've bought the farm While Novak teehees – Not a tear… Bush trusted you much too much, Like when you were here Close to his ear, His crutch too much. Those times when you leak Leave George up the creek, But clowning around on the phone, Has helped instigate Your wonderful fate, A Bush Watergate.
Music & Original Lyric by Cole Porter |