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You'd strip me of powers.
You'd force a "regime change."
Disarm me - don't need me anymore.
With Iraq, launch a war before Election Day.

I remember when...
Your dad and Reagan armed me
With missles that they gave me;
Chemical weapons left and right.

Oil revenue
Has you wielding your might.
Though the Cold War's over,
You still itch for a fight.
So you'd strip me of powers
Through your war.

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You'd cover up your scandals.
Think waging war is clever.
Declaring war is what Congress is for.
You won't wait anymore?
World must do what you say?

Bush Baby, I remember
What my oil had bought me.
I'm lord of Iraq,
Though your father did try
To return my attack
On Kuwait on the sly.

The Gulf War left me burned.
Now you steal our oil dry.
So you'd strip me of powers
With your war.

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The Gulf War left me burned.
Now you steal our oil dry.
You'd strip me of powers...
You'd force a "regime change."
You'd strip me of powers...
With your war.

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