everybody knows where you go
when your numbers wane
you reach towards your inner child
to feel familiar pain
you'll dredge up tears and then
let your emotions fly
on the road to victory
you're gonna cry, cry, cry

you're gonna cry, cry, cry
and you'll cry some more
because you've found the secret
to get a higher score
you're gonna cry, cry, cry

Ohio was a bitter time
for you, my friend
New Hampshire came along
and all the polls said you would end
but they didn't know the value of
that tear you shed
and the next time they'll stop short
of declarin' you dead

you're gonna cry, cry, cry
and you'll cry some more
because you've found the secret
to get a higher score
you're gonna cry, cry, cry

so stock up on that Kleenex
and don't you be so cold
a few teardrops will cause them
to forget that you're so old
and just when that Obama
thinks he's ridin' high
you'll do just what you need to do
you'll cry, cry, cry

you're gonna cry, cry, cry
and you'll cry some more
because you've found the secret
to get a higher score
you're gonna cry, cry, cry