This predates the Iraq War, but what the heck!

LITTLE GEORGIE'S TALE
Music: The Fox (traditional)
New words by Steve Suffet © 2001

Little Georgie went out on a binge one night,
Had a few drinks that left him tight,
Had some powder, snowy white,
And they hauled him off to jail-o!
Jail-o, jail-o!
Had some powder, snowy white,
And they hauled him off to jail-o!

They gave Little Georgie his one phone call,
Phone started ringing on his Daddy's wall.
"Daddy, better come down to the hall,
And get me out of this jail-o!
Jail-o, jail-o!
Daddy, better come down to the hall,
And get me out of this jail-o!"

Daddy came down without any fail,
Got Little Georgie out of jail,
Daddy paid Little Georgie's bail,
And then went skiing in Vail-o!
Vail-o, Vail-o!
Daddy paid Little Georgie's bail,
And then went skiing in Vail-o!

The rest of the story you now shall hear,
The rest of the story is very queer,
The records they all disappear,
And that's the end of my tale-o!
Tale-o, tale-o!
The records they all disappear,
And that's the end of my tale-o!

The moral of the story is this, I think:
Take that snort and have that drink,
If Daddy can get you out of the clink,
And send you off to Yale-o!
Yale-o, Yale-o!
If Daddy can get you out of the clink,
And send you off to Yale-o!