You love Dim Son, who's so dim, you lie that Bush is a sage.
You right wing bimbo, you dunce; you just lie 'bout everything.
We laugh at you; you're a joke,
Like Shrub, whom we love to poke.
Oh, Ann, you're just making up lies, like before.
You bitch from the Twilight Zone,
On TV, won't leave us alone.
Attack dog role; you're insane, you just bitch and pout.

Bush's people have a friend; you lend a helping hand.
You're so looney, we've discovered 
You worked undercover to throw Clinton out.
We just want to whack your head
When you say you want all liberals dead.
Oh, Annie, you shouldn't have tried, you're a bore.
You bitch from the Twilight Zone,
On TV, won't leave us alone.
You're black at heart, we can't believe the ways you've lied.