Chris Matthew's Swan Song

With apologies to Don McLean


(Sung to the tune of American Pie)

Long. long time ago,
He made a tingle run up my thigh
and I had the man who made me sigh
For I knew if he had the chance,
He would make the politicos dance
and America would be happy for awhile.

But he really isn’t that great
the destiny will have to wait
he broke my heart with health care
and so many things he wouldn’t dare.

Them good old boys tried to cover his lies
Hoping that the faith in him could never die
but I feel so lonely in my pants
saying give the homeboy one more chance.
Let’s give the homeboy one more chance.

So it’s bye, bye my tingling thigh
with the oils in the levy and I can only sigh
He had the House and Senate ooh,
But there was nothing real that he could do.
There is nothing real that he can do,

When he gave a speech, he spoke so well
at least until the prompter fell
His use of language with elan
hit a snag at the word “corpseman”

I don’t remember if I cried
when I realized my faith had died
but nothing stopped the steep steep slide
of people who lost trust in him
Of people who lost trust in him.

So it’s bye, bye my tingling thigh
with Obama owning Chevy and I only can cry.
He had the House and Senate ooh,
But there was nothing real that he could do.
There is nothing real that he can do,

I knew a girl who sang the blues
saying why did I ever have to choose
the one guy who couldn’t get it done
If I had my chance again
my vote for him I would not spend
but maybe go with Hllary for a while

But this November is just the start
Come 2012 we’ll have a part
In tossing Obama to the side
With comments from me oh so snide.

I’m for anyone who is not him
I’ve had it with picking on a whim
And the next time my leg twitches or tingles
I'll see the Doctor for treatment of shingles
                               
So it’s bye, bye my tingling thigh
with the oils in the levy and I can only cry.
He had the House and Senate ooh,
But there was nothing real that he could do.
There is nothing real that he can do,