Every time I think that voters aren't as dumb as hammers
Someone dis-proves me

And every now and then I think that times are fine and nothing worse
Can be-fall me

And then along comes Arnie

And says he wants to clean up house, and peek inside a blouse
And grope a chick's two mammaries

(And) Maybe bribe a Shriver's tail to take his rail for pumpulations
None will ever see

When he speaks he is sure out to lunch
And his sweaty cup reeks as sweet as a skunk
(sweet as a skunk!)


Arnie devours all the power with his lies and tricks
And sickness in his lame-brained way

And Arnie's masquerade is played when tabloid rags won't brag
'bout Arnie's host of dames they'd paid

'Cause he's a strong dumb Arnie

And President he wants to be, in spite of the reality
He was born o-ver-seas

But he will struggle much and boldly clutch with icy touch he learned
When playing " Mister Freeze "

When he speaks he is sure out to lunch
And his sweaty cup reeks as sweet as a skunk
(sweet as a skunk!)


And when detection of election's past, his fast
And acid lips are drawn across his teeth

The action-movies and the groupies gone
He's strong and never wrong and longs for Yasmine Bleeth

'Cause he's a pumped-up Arnie

And now he wants to see the stain like Clinton's bane that Arnie rained
And left on Shriver's shorts

Until her shaking thighs erect his size and make her realize his urgent cry for wife-fur-door

When he speaks he is sure out to lunch
And his sweaty cup reeks as sweet as a skunk!
Sweet as a skunk! (sweet as a skunk!)
Sweet as a skunk! (sweet as a skunk!)
Sweet as a skunk! (sweet as a skunk!)
Sweet as a skunk!