Sarah Palin vs. Lady Gaga Songtext
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Sarah Palin
Oh boy look what we have here
a transvestite with a keyboard trying to be freak of the year.
Your voice sounds like a rooster having sex with a frog
they put a lot of lipstick on you but you still look like a dog.
Put down that teacup honey go put on some pants and
stop letting little monsters teach you how to dance and
you may be Gaga but you ain't lady at all.
I've seen those outfits you've wearing that takes big balls.
Oh boy look what we have here
a transvestite with a keyboard trying to be freak of the year.
Your voice sounds like a rooster having sex with a frog
they put a lot of lipstick on you but you still look like a dog.
Put down that teacup honey go put on some pants and
stop letting little monsters teach you how to dance and
you may be Gaga but you ain't lady at all.
I've seen those outfits you've wearing that takes big balls.
Lady Gaga
I think I'd rather elect a smurf than vote for you
governor of Alaska? That's like the principal of a home school
you are the sum of everything I despise
with the most disfunctional family since the Jackson fucking five
just trust me you fifteen minutes of fame came and went
go back to your igloo spend some time with your kids before they're pregnant
you frigid little body couldn't even handle what I do
I think the truth is Sarah my music just scares you
Sarah Palin
Your music doesn't scare me Im a mother of five
I killed moose with my bare hands before you were alive
everything you do is just a re-run of Madonna
your fans are in a frenzy like a bunch of gay piranha.
Lady Gaga
I sound more intelligent than you when I fart
I wonder if you even know how to spell the word art
you don't belong in politics you belong in a hockey game. History will regret you like John McCain.
I think I'd rather elect a smurf than vote for you
governor of Alaska? That's like the principal of a home school
you are the sum of everything I despise
with the most disfunctional family since the Jackson fucking five
just trust me you fifteen minutes of fame came and went
go back to your igloo spend some time with your kids before they're pregnant
you frigid little body couldn't even handle what I do
I think the truth is Sarah my music just scares you
Sarah Palin
Your music doesn't scare me Im a mother of five
I killed moose with my bare hands before you were alive
everything you do is just a re-run of Madonna
your fans are in a frenzy like a bunch of gay piranha.
Lady Gaga
I sound more intelligent than you when I fart
I wonder if you even know how to spell the word art
you don't belong in politics you belong in a hockey game. History will regret you like John McCain.
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