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Well you watch the parents testify,
‘Til your day is through,
Out there in the hearing room,
what are they to do?
Victims of some predator,
but if they only knew-ew-ew

There I go,
grabbing my Blackberry,
Don’t I know
I should act my age.
There I go,
with the explicit emails,
There I go,
text the page.

You know they might not follow you,
all the friendly words you said,
you’re hoping that they’ll swallow you,
you both want to get ah-head.
You’ve got your towel all ready,
as you climb into your be-he-head.

There I go,
grabbing my Blackberry,
Don’t I know
I should act my age.
There I go,
with the explicit emails,
There I go,
text the page.

Other congressmen are busy,
there’s important work to do,
taking bribes from Abramoff,
making torture legal too.
No bid contracts for the oil wars,
but none of that’s for you.

There I go,
grabbing my Blackberry,
Don’t I know
I should act my age.
There I go,
with the explicit emails,
There I go,
text the page.