SANDY BERGER'S PANTS (AND SOCKS)

Before this story is completely killed and buried by the MSM, I just had to write this.

(Sung to the tune of "Bette Davis Eyes)

His hair is Clinton-brown,
He never raves and rants;
He doesn't usually frown,
But look in Sandy Berger's pants!
He'll turn his sad song on you
And it's simple truth that he mocks;
He's just so absent-minded--
Look in Sandy Berger's socks

And he'll steal them
To conceal them
He just doesn't want to reveal them
Cause history is his story
And it's bound up in Bill's legacy
He'll walk the walk and dance the dance--
Just look in Sandy Berger's pants

He'll let you take him to court
But he will never recant;
He's safe in Clinton's fort--
Look in Sandy Berger's pants.
He'll take a tumble for him
He's not just any fall guy!
They all want you to think he's dim;
But why would Sandy lie?

He won't expose Bill, since he knows Bill,
And the wind and trash that blows Bill;
He'll ferociously deny it,
Though his actions sure belie it.
In his heart he thinks he's a jock--
But look in Sandy Berger's socks

And he'll steal them
To conceal them
He just doesn't want to reveal them
Cause history is his story
And it's bound up in Bill's legacy
He'll walk the walk and dance the dance--
Just look in Sandy Berger's pants.