(Hate that Scott Ritter... hate that Scott Ritter)...
(instrumental intro)
That arms inspector wrote a brand new book,
Along with William Pitt;
I don't dare to look.
Saddam must now grovel;
Weapons must be cleared.
Where's the smoking gun?
Well, no one can see; I hate that Scott Ritter...
Hate that Scott Ritter.
Had to change my story 'bout Afghanistan.
Oil's our way of life, don't you understand?
I'm son of Daddy Bush; I mustn't fail.
Got a right wing mob who agrees with me;
They hate that Scott Ritter...
Hate that Scott Ritter...
(Hate that Scott Ritter... hate that Scott Ritter...)
(instrumental intro)
William
Pitt enrages me, hates what I do.
I can't take this longer; I am in denial.
I am losing ground.
I hate William P., and hate that Scott Ritter...
Hate that Scott Ritter.
Yes, I'd really like it with no civil rights.
I could jail millions without oversight.
Books I hate can burn, so I can make it clear.
Left wing knees I'll break.
I hate William P., and hate that Scott Ritter...
Hate that Scott Ritter.
(Hate that Scott Ritter... hate that Scott Ritter...
Hate that Scott Ritter... hate that Scott Ritter...
Hate that Scott Ritter... hate that Scott Ritter...
Hate that Scott Ritter... hate that Scott Ritter...
Hate that Scott Ritter.)
Copyright © 2003 by W. Tong
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