(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)