Nobody knows of the pain that goes With frozen beak and wings and toes. chorus) Tell me how long -- do I have to wait? Take me to the chef and serve me on a plate. Yes, call a toe truck and haul me away, Webbed feet ain't got no digits anyway. chorus) I'll down a few Viagra and it won't be long... Before it will be at least as long as this dumb-ass song. Am I right or left -- or just a pain in the tushes, One bird in the hand is worth both George Bushes! Tell me how long---do I have to wait, To get home from Iraq---or must I hesitate. Art Thieme (This song needed some actual direction---so I morphed it into a protest song!)
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