My old flame
I can't even think of her name.
But it's funny now and then
How my thoughts go flashing back again
To my old flame.

I've met so many who had fascinating ways,
A fascinating gaze in their eyes,
Some who took me up to the skes.
But their attempts at love
Were only imitations of
My old flame
I can't even think of her name
But I'll never be the same
Until I discover what became
Of my old flame.

[moment of crazy sound effects followed by...]

Heh-heh, heh-heh, heh-heh
"My old flame..."
I'm sounding just like John McCain.
I'll have to have a doctor examine my head.
But it's funny now and then
How I sound just like a psychopathic John McCain.

John McCain.
My new handlers all seem so tame--they--THEY WON'T EVEN LET ME SCREAM AT HIM!!!
For they've never met so frightening
A candidate for President
As John McCain.

I'm such a maverick who has fascinating ways,
A supercilious glint in my eye.
SO WHAT IF I CAN'T GREET THE OTHER GUY?!!!
SO WHAT IF I KEEP BLINKING AND SINGING 'BOMB IRAN'!!!!! EH-EH-EH-
Here with my avuncular guide
I'm just unworthy of
An honest explanation of

John McCain
Can't think of that other guy's name.
WH- WHAT IS HIS NAME!?!
OSAMA, LENIN, POL, GADDAFI, JOE, THAT ONE!?!?!!!!
No, it couldn't be Joe...
OH, THAT'S ALL I CAN TELL YOU!! IT IS SOMETHING HUSSEIN!!!
If you do not vote for me
It will really be a tragedy.
But I'll be back soon...
My... own... heh-heh... friends???