(These lyrics are original. While I have not copyrighted them, I
request attribution if they are used. Copyrights may apply to the
original tune and lyrics.) {ed Right.}
(Sing to the tune of "Oh Christmas Tree.")
Oh Kennedy, Oh Kennedy;
Clan of fornication.
If it be a girl he sees,
His pants are at half-station.
It matters not, of whom we talk
They're all the same, chips off a block.
Oh Kennedy, oh Kennedy
Skirts you're always chasing.
(From the "Rest" of RHF)