These Boobs Are Made for Squawkin'

They keep sayin' they've done something for you.
The things that they've done? You must guess.
They're messin' up everything that they are addressin'.
Every day, each night, they beat upon their breast.

These boobs are made for squawkin', and that's all that they do.
Every day these boobs squawk and squawk and squawk till they turn blue.

They keep lyin', when they oughta be truthin'.
And they keep boozin'; their whistle's always wet.
They keep gamin' the system, which they're shamin'
Whether on the right or over on the left.

These boobs are made for squawkin', and that's all that they do.
Every day these boobs squawk and squawk and squawk till they turn blue.

They keep sprayin' what they're so loudly sayin'.
And voters don't think; so they'll never get spurned.
Ha! They've even brought hot air to coffee klatches. Yeah.
They're on every show, so keep the channels turned.

These boobs are made for squawkin', and that's all that they do.
Every day these boobs squawk and squawk and squawk till they turn blue.

Arlen, Teddie, Boobs: Start squawkin'!