Rapine man is he,
But dummy Teddy's snared.
Want to gain? Write him a check,
He of "bridge to nowhere."
All for a "fee"
(Of many G's)
For Teddy's share.

Just gotta be his tither--
Be kind and pay enough.
But it turned out he was lyin'
At tax time about all that graft 'n' stuff.

Now, can it be that Teddy's snared?
All his gain was finally checked. . .
The numbers didn't square.
Can't go for free
(Must pay a fee)
To Teddy's lair.

Had to pay mordi-
da, what is called "the bite,"
To Ted; he'd get you a share
Of pork--you'd do alright.
But now we see
(How can it be?)
That Teddy's snared.

So, Teddy might be a writher
'cause the Fed's called his bluff.
And it turned out he was lyin'
At tax time, 'cause he didn't pay enough

Now, can it be that Teddy's snared?
All his gain was finally checked. . .
The numbers didn't square.
There's felony
(You're tellin' me!)
in Teddy's lair.

How about Donnie, now Teddy's snared?