(instrumental intro)
I went with W.
While travelling, he asked where we were.
Europe is booing; my W. says, "What's the matter?!"
My husband's getting prickly.
Those hostile crowds were laughing:
"We're dissing you, King W!
Go home!
We diss you, King W!
Go, go, go, go, go, go ho-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ome!
Go, go, go, go, go, go ho-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ome!"
Those crowds looked violent!
Violent!
And I think those were fightin' words they said.
Hissed at W.
Back home, we didn't see such feelings.
Saw no ill will from anybody...
So what's wrong with them?
Why do they call my George "Dim Son"?
They called him lots of nasty words... oh, no...
Called him lots of nasty words...
They said: "Go, go, go, go ho-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ome!
Go, go, go, go, go, go ho-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ome!"
Those crowds looked violent!
Violent! They despise my Dubya.
Violent!
(instrumental break)
W's not grinning.
Europe doesn't think he's clever.
No, W's not grinning.
Said George isn't smart.
I've got to shield you, though I'm your wife, Dubya.
Save your popularity.
No, W's not grinning.
Said George isn't smart.
(repeat during instrumental solo:)
W's not grinning...
W's not grinning...
W's not grinning...
W's not grinning...
(instrumental fade)
Copyright © 2002 by Alvin
Dover & W. Tong
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