Oh,
Cheney!
(Sung By Dubya To Cheney:)
Oh! Cheney, please don't leave me!
I'll never know what to do.
Believe me when I tell you...
I'll never know the issues.
(Sung By Cheney To Dubya:)
Oh! Dubya, won't you leave me...
I just want to be left alone.
On the count of three, I beg you:
Please just leave me, dumb ass.
(Dubya and Cheney:)
When you told us we stole the election from Al Gore...
Well, you know, we hardly broke down or cried.
When you told us you didn't need us like before...
Well, you know, we hardly broke down; we laughed,
Ha! ha! ha! ha!
(Sung By Dubya To Cheney:)
Oh! Cheney, if you leave me,
I'll never make it on my own.
Believe me when I tell you,
I'll screw 'cause I have no clue.
(Believe me Cheney)
(Dubya and Cheney:)
When you told us we stole the election from Al Gore...
Well, you know, we hardly broke down or cried.
When you told us you didn't need us like before...
Well, you know, we hardly broke down; we laughed,
Ha! ha! ha! ha!
(Sung By Cheney To Dubya):
Oh! Dubya, don't you worry.
And let me handle this town.
(Take your nap, you look sleepy)
Believe me, George Duh-Ba-You.
I'll deliver bin Laden for you!
Copyright © 2001 by Alvin
Dover
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