Talk:John Edwards

You walked into the salon like you were at the bank ATM Your wallet protrudingly dipped below one cheek You just came in for a trim You had one eye on the mirror as you watched yourself get primmed And you declared you were the son of a mill worker The son of a mill worker, and

You’re so vain, you probably think this page is about you You’re so vain, I’ll bet you think this page is about you Don’t you? Don’t you?

Your handlers a couple of years ago decided to make you “un-rich” So they made you into a common man, and not a wealthy bitch But they gave away the thing you loved, green "In God We Trust" A relapse caused clouds in your message Clouds in your message, and

Poor campaign – your platform has a few loose planks now Poor campaign – I’ll bet you wished you just got a shave now Don’t you? Don’t you?

Well I hear you went down to California to help a union drive You’re thinking of heading to Minnesota You’ll be middle class when you arrive Well you’re where you should be all the time And when you’re not you’re found Swearing the "Hypocritic Oath" Hypocritic Oath, and

You’re so vain, you probably think this page is about you You’re so vain, I’ll bet you think this page is about you Don’t you? Don’t you?