Don't leave me swinging in the wind until November I am here! I am not going away! Hey, if I was you, I may want me to go away, too You know, what the hell--do what you have to do
But don't leave me swinging in the wind until November, until November Don't leave me swinging in the wiiiiiiiind, the wiiiiiiind
Democrats, hey! And Republicans, hey! As much as I love you, I am not going away I violated the rules and I'm apologizing For God's sake, I'm 80 years old And all I'm saying is heck, Have the ethics committee expedite this-- This is an emergency Democrats, hey! And Republicans, hey! As much as I love you, I am not going away
He's still a contender He will not surrender Don't you leave him Swinging in the wind until November
Don't leave me swinging in the wind until November, until November Don't leave me swinging in the wiiiiiiiiiind Do what you have to do But don't leave me swinging in the wind until November, until November Don't leave me swinging in the wiiiiiiiind, the wiiiiiiiind
There's a lot of pain and anguish from people worried about this Islamic Center What about these strip joints? strip joints? strip joints? Are these people who are holier than thou condemning the strip joints nearby? Let's take a closer look at the strippers to see if they got somethin to hiiiiiiiide! Painting Islam with a broad brush makes our problems worse, worse, worse Makes them wooooooorse! And I don't like it, nobody should like it, like it Painting strip joints with a broad brush makes our problems worse (worse), worse (worse), worse (much worse!) It was done to the Jews before--that's why we have perpetual war Blood and gore! Perpetual war Forevermore! Perpetual war
Persecutin Islamic strippers I don't like it Puttin a ban on Halal liquor nobody should like it Burnin Qur'ans to get people pissed I don't like it Puttin Tinky Winkie on the no-fly list I don't like it, nobody should like it
Republicans drove our economy into a ditch We got in there and we pushed and we shoved And these guys were standin sippin on a slurpee And they got the nerve to ask for the keys back
I don't wanna give em the keys back They don't know how to dri--don't know how to drive When you wanna go forward in your car, what do you do? You put it in D, they're gonna pop it in reverse I don't wanna give em the keys back They don't know how to dri--don't know how to drive Our metaphorical car got no brakes and no gearshift We'll go metaphorically far while we're standin in the ditch, bitch!