Herman Cain's Theme Song |
They took the budget down to Herman Cain,
You know, that White House hopeful with the pizza brain
He's got a scheme to cure that red ink deficit line
Sellin' Republicans a cheesy scam called Tax Plan 9-9-9
They told Herman the economy was in a fix
Said it got that way 'round 2006
He pulled out his speech and he spoke his money line
He said, "What you need is, my Tax Plan 9-9-9."
Cain put his head in a cloud, debated out loud and didn't even think
Made Romney wish Herman would take a turpentine drink
Meanwhile Perry and Bachman just started to sink
They shut their mouths, they blinked their eyes
They feared a jinx
The GOP didn't know if it would lose or win
There was worry it would take it on the chin
9-9-9 taxes everything in sight, even Boehner's tanning light
And when they did the math down in Karl Rove's slime
It gave the Grand Old Party cold shivers down its spine
Now we know it taxes everything in our sights
Even Bristol Palin's dancing tights
But Herman's still preaching his money line
Says what we need is, Tax Plan 9-9-9
Tax Plan 9-9-9
Tax Plan 9-9-9
Tax Plan 9-9-9
A version of the real lyrics to the song Love Potion No. 9 is here. Apologies to Leiber/Stoller for the knockoff.
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