Shrillest Yet Pundette
Dedicated to Clinton-hating pundit Ann Coulter, fired recently from the National Review
(Sung to the tune of "Little Red Corvette" by Prince)

(instrumental intro)
 
Ann Coulter should have known.
That the way she barked would mark her as crazed.
But it happened fast.

She is the kind of person
Who believes Bush ain't a big dunce.
Loves him, forgave his past.

Ann Coulter must be dumb.
She went off her rocker, full of venom.
Urging for Arab abuse.

She embarrasses the Right.
I guess she picked the wrong fight.
Now she'll pay for lack of good sense used.
They sent her away.

Shrillest yet pundette.
Coulter left us aghast.
Shrillest yet pundette.
You are unloved, just like your past.

She made a career telling lies.
On TV, you saw her face.
Where her mouth just ran free.

'Cause Ann Coulter is so shrill.
She will follow no strictures.
We're not shocked she said, "Lock up men swarthy."

She's so full of rot.
Demeanor so surly.
She blundered when she wrote stuff so crass.

'Cause she embarrassed the Right.
I guess she picked the wrong fight.
And we say, "Coulter, have you passed enough gas?"
Oh, yeah!

Shrillest yet pundette.
Coulter left us aghast - went too far.
Shrillest yet pundette.
You find that you're unloved, just like your past.

Nobody likes you... (Nobody likes you)
Whine, to no avail (Whine, to no avail)
'Cause you've got the urge for making a scene
('Cause you've got the urge for making a scene.)

(instrumental break)

Proved that she's crazy (Proved that she's crazy)
Shut up, oh, please! (Shut up, oh please!)
She is still tryin' to blame others for her hate machine.
(She is still tryin' to blame others for her hate machine.)

Shrillest yet pundette.
Coulter left us aghast.
Shrillest yet pundette.
You are unloved, just like your past.

Shrillest yet pundette.
Coulter, please get out of town!
Shrillest yet pundette.
'Cause if you don't, they're gonna run you.
Shrillest yet pundette, right into the ground

(Shrillest yet pundette.)
Right down to the ground.
(Coulter, please get out of town.)
You, you, you get out of town!
You're losing; you're time is past.
(All past)
You find that you're unloved, just like your past.

Ann, you are an ass like we've never seen.
You are snide...
Yeah, you are snide, and so rude.
Got fired from your magazine.

Coulter left us aghast.
Shrillest yet pundette.
You are unloved, you are unloved,
Just, just like your past.

(Shrillest yet pundette)
You're gonna go down.
(You're gonna do down.)
Shrillest yet pundette.

'Cause if you won't, 'cause if you don't,
You're gonna find nobody wants your ass around.
(Wants your ass around.)
Wants your ass around.
(Wants your ass around.)
Wants your ass around.
(Wants your ass around.)

Shrillest yet pundette!


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