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One Wittle Wee-Wee (Medley)

 

One Wittle Wee-Wee (Medley)


-You'll have 13 seconds to make a closing statement in the form of a short song, and Governor Christie, you're first.

-Well, think about the time we bought you an ice cream and a cookie.
Rented that Lambo so we could go buy milk when we played hooky.
And that was alright and we rode it around, yeah momma, it was good.
'Til we hit that boy in the pink golf shirt with the pepper spray tan and he laid down on the concrete.

-Senator Ted Cruz.

-Rabies and bunnies.
Let me think about it for a second, over here.
Hm, first thing I need are two sticks and an IV and then I can just dance in my little paper hat you bought me.

-That's weird.

-Mm-hm. Senator Marco Rubio.

-Your father was a bald tiger. (Yes, he was.)
And he took the bad guy walking in the sunshine.
Big intestine's about to drip.
Me, I just like to pound the shrimp.
I own a parrot that doesn't drink.

-Uh, Governor Kasich, how 'bout you?

-If Britain invaded us, you'd get a fancy mouth, and you'd drink on the job.
Every day, oh no.
We could give 'em cheese, or we could give 'em Christmas pants.

-Mr. Trump, closing statement song?

-I took Johnny's pogo, kid, I pogo greater.
They got five of the meaner reindeer still sitting there waiting.
We have a big bird walking in the jungle, crying in a tree.
Scoob-a-da-dee, listen to me, don't go around the tuna.

-Governor Scott Walker.

-I might have a whiff, a whiff, yeah, hoo-dee-doo.
Why're dormant wives adorable?
I might even have a piece of corn, and I'm gonna make a fortune.
Yeah, this beat's got me so baller, now.
That's right, see, I can flow.

-And now, Doctor Carson.

-Eh-hee-hoo.
Not ready.
Ho-oh.
Here we go.
Ahem.
I see one wittle wee-wee, yeah, every mouse has a weenie.
And, if we could catch a little mouse, man, then we could see some little feet, too.
Thank you.

-I see one wittle wee-wee, yeah, every mouse has a weenie.

-In America.

-And, if we could catch a little mouse, man, then we could see some little feet, too.

-Little mouse feet.

-I see one wittle wee-wee, yeah, every mouse has a weenie.

-Ooh.

-And, if we could catch a little mouse, man, then we could see some little feet, too.

-In America.

-Ooh.

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