There was once a great man in power
Who’d had an intern for him clean his tower
Well he’d made quite a mess
It put stains on her dress
Well we hope she at least took a shower
Several months went by she was still sucking
And the system the man was still bucking
She got attached to him
To him ’twas a whim
After all, it’s not like they had been fucking
The girl had been calling a friend
Who was not quite a friend in the end
She recorded the speech
For a publisher leech
And to Kenneth a copy she’d send
Mr. Starr was having quite a hassle
For he’d come off as Mr. Asshole
Three long years he’d been fishing
For clues he was still wishing
Seems the Prez was locked tight in a castle
Then one day in the season of winter
The castle door had started to splinter
Seems a man, name was Drudge
Had discovered some sludge
The news raced round the world like a sprinter
Seven months and the man still denied it
Had a press conference where he implied it
Had his own definition
A brilliant logician
He did not quite have sex, but he’d tried it
Well the nation was shocked and appalled
For his head the Republicans called
But for all we’d scream and shout
We didn’t want him out
It was sex in which we were enthralled
Judge Starr’s stuff came out one early morn
Looked less like law and more like cheap porn
Congress had been awaiting
Now they were masturbating
Visualizing her blowing his horn
So know you know all about the scandal
We hope that of it you’ve gotten a handle
We tune in every day
Wasting our lives away
To this fiction can’t quite hold a candle