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Osama got run over by a reindeer

Walking out of his cave Christmas eve

You can say there's no such thing as Santa

But as for we in America, we believe



He'd been blowing up too many buildings

So we said he had to go

But he hid in his cave in Afghanistan

Defiant as he was, he said, "Hell, no!"

When we found him Christmas morning

It was clear he'd been attacked

There was a note stuck to his forehead

It said, "Either give up now or we'll go bomb Iraq!"



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Now we're all so proud of George Bush

He's been taking this so well

See him in the Oval Office

Knowing that Osama's really going to Hell

It's not Christmas with bin Laden

Nor for Saddam in Iraq

And we just can't help but wonder

Should we go bomb Baghdad in a sneak attack?

(Bomb Iraq!)



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Now the cards are on the table

See George W. dance a jig (Ah!)

And the red, white, and blue candles

(Gore thought that the election had been rigged!)

I warned all you stinkin' terrorists

Better watch out for yourselves!

They should not make hijacking weapons

Out of stuff that you would find upon the shelves!



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Sing it, George W.!

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