Of all the goys I've known, and I've known some
When I first met you, you were loathsome
And when you came down the escalator
This new world became as old as yourself

You're really swell-headed, and ignorant
Deserving expressions that really fit you
And so I've racked my brain, hoping to explain
All the things that you do to me

My dear Mister Trump, with small hands and a stump
My dear Mister Trump, you are a grump
My dear Mister Trump, again I'll explain
I mean you're the least fair in the land

u will never understand