I voted for a President
then turned on my tv;
and then I waited up all night
in hopes that I could see
just who would be our President
and if the one I chose was right.
Dimpled chads . . . hanging chads
chads upon the floor;
pregnant chads . . . swinging chads
will it be Bush or Gore?
Time has flown and days gone by
and still we do not know
who will be our President;
the ballots do not show.
They've counted once . . . and then again,
and all that they've achieved
is dimpled chads and hanging chads
and chads upon the floor
pregnant chads and swinging chads
I can't take this anymore.
I want to know . . . I need to know
will it be Bush or Gore?
I am growing older
and will live but few more years;
and when I meet my Maker
please cry for me no tears.
One thing I ask before I go
to stand on Heaven's shore
please dear God, I have to know
will it be Bush or Gore?
Dimpled chads . . . hanging chads
chads upon the floor
pregnant chads . . . swinging chads
will it be Bush or Gore?

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