Those schoolboy days of tattletales and keeping snails are gone
But in his mind I know they will still live on and on
But how do you rip someone who has freed us from Osama and Saddam?
It isn't easy, but he'll try

If he wanted to hate he would ride from state to state with reporters
That would write all their articles, 'To Kerry, With Love'

The time has come for closing minds and attacking Dean must end
And as he rants and raves, I know that Dean will be his friend
A friend who knows not right from wrong or weak from strong
That's a lot to learn, but then he'll raise our taxes in return!

Dubya wants to go the moon, Kerry would pack his bags,
But the femmies would all give their souls 'To Kerry, With Love'