Who's a leader in a cult
And runs for office high?
M-I-double T-R-O-M-N-E-Y.
Could he win? Don't go there!
The thought makes we want to cry.
M-I-double T-R-O-M-N-E-Y.

Mitt Romney, Mitt Romney,
Forever will be pander till he di-i-i-ies.

Chump is wrong; he don't belong;
His win would be our plight.
M-I-double T-R-O-M-N-E-Y.

Mitt Romney, shmuck.
I'll be glum
If he wins the race.
Ay-yi-yi-yi!

It's appalling,
His jerk-smirk face
Leading the free world?
That thought's galling!

Who's the creepy flip-flop putz
Running for office high?
M-I-double T-R-O-M-N-E-Y.
He would get us nowhere;
He should sell used cars, this guy,
M-I-double T-R-O-M-N-E-Y.

Mitt Romney, Mitt Romney,
Forever will be pander. Lips move: Li-i-i-ies.

Chump is wrong; he don't belong
In that big house that's white,
M-I-double T-R-O-M-N-E-Y.

Epilogue:

Mitt Romney, Mitt Romney,
Panderer and ideas go bankrupt. . .
Bye, bye, bye, bye!

Chump, so long. I guess not strong,
Voters' wish for this guy.
M-I-double T-R-O-M-N-E-Y.