To the tune of Puppy Love (for those of you old enough to remember it.)
And they call it puppy love
Oh, I guess they just can't see
How a young half-black apprentice
Can inspire someone like me.
Yes, they say "infatuation"
'cause he's just an empty suit
Tell them all, oh please just tell them
That such doubt does not compute.
I swoon each time I hear his voice,
His promises of change.
I know he'll fix our government
And world-wide peace arrange.
So let's vote for, vote for B H O,
He's a novice, but he's sweet.
He'll stop all the wars forever,
And he speeds up my heartbeat.
Yes, I know he's never governed,
Or accomplished anything.
Yet he has such great charisma
That it makes me want to sing.
He just makes me want to sing,
Even though it's all lying,
He's for change, and that's something,
And white guilt it's pardoning.
For those of you not old enough to remember.