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A few months ago in Iraq ... meanwhile, at the White House ...
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| OH, DICK, I almosted fergot … you have a message here, some ladies called for you earlier. I wrote it on my hand … | |
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| A Halle Burton and a Becky Tell. Said something 'bout “closed bidding†and “secret contracts" and a “Golden Parachute.†Rowr ROWR DICKY BOY, talkin’ the freaky sex code! FREAKY DICKY! | |
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| Okay, wash your hands, forget the message and don't tell ANYONE about it! Now, it's focus time George, so we gotta--GEORGE ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!? | |
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| GET YOUR FREAK ON! FREAKY DICKY! GET YOUR FREAK ON! FREAKY DICKY! GET YOUR FREAK ON! FREAKY DICKY! GET YOUR FREAK ON! FREAKY DICKY! GET YOUR FREAK ON! FREAKY DICKY! GET YOUR FREAK ON! FREAKY DICKY! | |
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| okay, if I have him shot, I become President, but then someone DEFINITELY shoots me, unless--mental note: buy milk, find body double for me ASAP, buy President Playstation 2 to keep distracted.... | |
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