He's a fake; this girlie-man goes whoring
For some votes, but he's boring.
And he didn't realize his dream.
Campaign's dead
"Yes!!" I scream
("Yes!!" I scream).

Sleazy fake, geek,
On-the-make freak,
Speechifying ham,
This drone is creepy.

Gotta give him one thing: he's not lazy--
Ran around like he's crazy.
But he didn't fulfill a real need. . .
Raison d'être for this screed
(For this screed).

No more spoils my day,
He's gone away,
He did appall,
This drone is creepy.

Saying "bye-bye" to this girlish, grotesque windbag,
Happy am I.

Couldn't have been any less appealing,
He gave me a creepy feeling.

No more spoils my day,
He's gone away,
I watched him crawl:
Back home he's creeping.

Saying "bye-bye" to this girlish, grotesque windbag:
Have a nice flight.

Now I wake up early in the morning. . .
Mitt has fled--no more fawning.
From this creepy, sleazy, dweeby freak
Tough talk's dead--
Mitt was meek
(Creepy freak)

No more bray; he's
Gone away; he's
Leaving, and I am
Drone-free. How pleasing!