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“Condi, Condi”

Steve Earle has written a love song dedicated to Condoleezza Rice. The words are pure poetry:

You be the flower and I’ll be the bumblebee
Oh she loves me; oops, she loves me not.
People say you’re cold, but I think you’re hot.
[...]
They say you’re too uptight, I say you’re not
Dance around me spinnin’ like a top
Oh, Condi, Condi, don’t ever stop.

July 31, 2004   Filed under: politics, random