(To the tune of My Way)
And now, my end is near;
I’ll try to hide my raging fury.
I thought I made things clear;
I testified to Starr’s Grand Jury.
I answered every charge,
In my deny, deny, deny-way.
And yes, as for that dress,
I stained it my way!
Yet, there were times, I’m sure you knew,
When Monica bit off more than she could chew.
But now you know, there is no doubt;
She ate it good — then spit it out.
It hit her dress. It made a mess.
I stained it my way!
I’ve had my share of chicks,
Like Paula Jones and Gennifer Flowers.
And then there’s Monica,
Who did the deed — for hours and hours…
We did it in my car,
While driving every D.C. highway.
And yes, about that dress,
I stained it my way!
Regrets, I’ve got a few;
But then again, just ’cause they caught me.
I did who I wanted to do,
But that Ken Starr — he always fought me.
I’ve had all of those babes;
And may I say – not in a shy way.
And yes, about that dress,
I stained it my way!
For what is Bill Clinton — what has he got?
If not some chick, then he has naught.
He does the things he truly feels;
And not the acts of ONE WHO KNEELS.
The record shows I TOOK THE BLOWS —
I STAINED IT MY WAY!!!