Algore went down to Florida
He was lookin' for an election to steal.
He was in a bind cause he was way behind,
An he was willin' to cut a deal.
When he came across a Gov'ner
Knawin' on a victory and chewin' hard
Veep Gore jumped up on a hickory stump
And said, "Gov, let me tell you what"
"I bet you didn't know it but I'm a contender in Florida too
And if you care to take a dare,
I'll make a bet with you.
Now you ran a good campaign down here, but give algore his due.
I'll bet a nation of gold and the White House it holds,
that I got more votes than you!"
The Gov'ner said, "My name's
Dubya and it might be a sin...
But I'll take that bet and you're gonna regret,
Cause this Texan always wins!"
(Chorus)
Dubya, rally up your troops and
fight for that vote hard
Cause algore's loose in Florida and Bill Daley holds the cards.
If you win you get that shiny nation made of gold,
But if you lose then algore gets control.
Algore opened up his mouth
And said "I'll start this show"
And fire burned in the eyes of lawyers, who knew they'd make some
dough.
And he pulled his hand across his lips, and he made an evil grin
Then in walked all the Palm Beach voters, Dubya's chances were
lookin' thin.
(Guitar/bass solo)
When algore finished, Dubya
said..."Well, your pretty good ol' son
Now plant your butt in that chair right there and let me show you
how it's done!"
(Chorus II)
Dems in the orange groves,
Run, George, Run
You can't lose now in the land of the sun.
Your dad's on your side and your brother's in tow.
Gore in the White House? GOD, PLEASE NO!!!
(Fast Fiddle/Guitar solo)
Algore bowed his head because he
knew that he'd been beat
He conceded that golden nation on the ground at Dubya's feet
Dubya said, "Gore, just come on back if ya ever wanna try
again.
Cause I told you once, you tree huggin' dunce
THIS TEXAN ALWAYS WINS!"