Negative
Bluelighter
A little verse I'm about to record for a track
Where is my political queen?
Where is my beautiful chica sportin buttons supportin Dean?
Where is my lady 51 feet from the polling station
handin out pamphlets explaining the Iraq situation?
Where is my lady at the protest rallies?
Who is the woman reading Chomsky at the local Bally's?
Would someone please tell me who is that over there
with the league of pissed off voters book and immacculate hair?
Where are all of the women who are pro-choice?
Where are the women who know that they still have a voice?
Who is that woman at the intersection
passin out bumper stickers and buttons cause she's up for election?
Who is that lady straight bangin on Hannity?
Who is that woman whose liberal leanings are her only vanity?
Where is the one to be my political equal
so we can make a better world in which to spawn a sequel?
I'm lovin on the ladies sportin Che Guevara.
Talkin Dr. Hunter S. Thompson not Revlon mascara.
I want a woman that thinks Carville is pimpin
her main priority's to see the GOP limpin.
First date she takes me to Fahrenheit 911.
Next week, I take her to Out'Fox'ed and she's in heaven.
On her nightstand The Best Democracy Money Can Buy
and she would so leave me for Bill but not any other guy.
Why does she only exist in my dreams?
Why are the ones like this always fightin for the wrong team?
I mean, come on, I know your out there waiting for me
maybe we'll meet at the next convention or maybe DC.
Anyways, I'm out, just wanted to sing the praises
of that one lady, that one lady with many faces.
And even though I still haven't met you yet
I can bet that when I see you you'll be standing on my left.
Where is my political queen?
Where is my beautiful chica sportin buttons supportin Dean?
Where is my lady 51 feet from the polling station
handin out pamphlets explaining the Iraq situation?
Where is my lady at the protest rallies?
Who is the woman reading Chomsky at the local Bally's?
Would someone please tell me who is that over there
with the league of pissed off voters book and immacculate hair?
Where are all of the women who are pro-choice?
Where are the women who know that they still have a voice?
Who is that woman at the intersection
passin out bumper stickers and buttons cause she's up for election?
Who is that lady straight bangin on Hannity?
Who is that woman whose liberal leanings are her only vanity?
Where is the one to be my political equal
so we can make a better world in which to spawn a sequel?
I'm lovin on the ladies sportin Che Guevara.
Talkin Dr. Hunter S. Thompson not Revlon mascara.
I want a woman that thinks Carville is pimpin
her main priority's to see the GOP limpin.
First date she takes me to Fahrenheit 911.
Next week, I take her to Out'Fox'ed and she's in heaven.
On her nightstand The Best Democracy Money Can Buy
and she would so leave me for Bill but not any other guy.
Why does she only exist in my dreams?
Why are the ones like this always fightin for the wrong team?
I mean, come on, I know your out there waiting for me
maybe we'll meet at the next convention or maybe DC.
Anyways, I'm out, just wanted to sing the praises
of that one lady, that one lady with many faces.
And even though I still haven't met you yet
I can bet that when I see you you'll be standing on my left.
