Is he caught, you bet.
Jail or not, twelve choose.
All those libel suits, are still making news.
Drama, mayhem, soap opera mayhem,
Undressed a child,
That he brought home,
That he brought home.

And two thongs seen on the floor,
As did speak the maid.
Entry dockets shown,
Same from other aides.
There's drama, mayhem,
Soap opera mayhem,
Undressed a child,
That he brought home,
That he brought home.

But then he paid money,
Some brought some suits, he spends,
Countered down the court.
When his money's gone,
And all defendin' ends,
Will there be rounds of more tort?
no, no more court.

Investigations,
May give you,
A twenty-five year bust.
You'll be jailed yourself,
'Til you turn to rust.
Drama, mayhem,
Soap opera mayhem.
You Undressed the child,
That you brought home,
That you brought home.
You Undressed a child who now stands up to say,

He's not alone,
Now this child you he soon will own.