It's now November. Guess there's reason to believe
That the next four might be better than the last
I can't remember the last day that our soldiers weren't dying
Now the death toll rises fast

And it's four more years up in the White House
And it's one more term in Washington
And they think that he might catch Osama...Bush's son

La lala la
La-la-la-la la la
La lala la
Yeah

The smell of voting booths in autumn
Gives the feeling that we've got a lot of voters in this world
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the our people, men and women, boy and girl

So it's four more years up in the White House
And it's one more term in Washington
People think that he will make a difference...Bush's son

La lala la
La-la-la-la la la
La lala la
Yeah

Flipped on the big news station sometime after two a.m.
And watched the people talk about the year
I guess election made him think a little quicker,
Talk a little slicker so he could lay it on much thicker

And it's been a long November and there's reason to believe
That these next years might be better than the last
But just remember that the time to change directions now
Is over. It seems the country's vote is cast...

And he won four more years up in the White House
And he gets one more term in Washington
Won't be too long till he starts a-slippin'...Bush's son

La lala la
La-la-la-la la la
La lala la
Yeah
(repeat 4 times, then fade out)