Palin's Song

(a parody of Don't You Want Me?)

You were working as a governor of some northern state
When we met you
He picked you out and briefed you some and then turned you loose—
He said it’s what a maverick would do
Now five weeks later on you’ve stuck your foot in your mouth
The electorate is questioning you
We won’t forget your boss’ lack of judgment soon
Even though you want us to

No, we don’t want you
You know I can’t believe it when you won’t pay for that rape kit
No, we don’t want you
You know I don’t believe you when you want to sell us moose-shit

You’ll wake up soon to find, red states have changed their minds
But if they don’t change soon then we will all be sorry

Don’t you want me country? Don’t you want me, ohhhhh
Don’t you want me country? Don’t you want me, ooohhhh

I was working as a governor in the great white north
That much is true
I’d banned some books, I’d shot some moose, I’d had lots of kids
I did what made-up bull-dogs do
These five weeks in the fall have really opened my eyes
(what’s the VP do?)
Just give me one more chance and let me change the landscape
I’d like to paint the white house, too

Don’t you want me country? Don’t you want me ohhhh
Don’t you want me country? Don’t you want me ohhhh