Starr, the persistent Bulldog Slueth
Digs in the quagmire of Billy truth
Hired to inquire bout a phony land deal
Looking for a rat who would certainly squeal

Found a stone wall built solid and sure
By friends of Bill, snow white and pure
But the smell that rises from President Clean
Is of a lecherous, licentious, libertine

Travelgate was not what it appeared to be
But a corporate restructure by HRC
Accused and abused, 'All of them are crooks
Wheeling and stealing, cooking the books'
So off with you now, your're fired, you're out
Madam president has spoken, revealing her clout

Filegate, now that's a ludicrous tale
Almost as bad as, 'I didn't inhale'
Lost records shifting like the proverbial sand
Of Clintonesque, magical sleight of hand
How can you say that it looks shady
When they show up close to the lonely First Lady
For two years, no one has dusted this empty table?
Gives a new credence to Aesopian Fable

Sez Gore, 'No controlling legal authority
Would ever consider arresting me'
No laws were broken by letter or intent
Besides, the money raised is already spent
To re-elect Bill, the Philandering One
His work with the interns is not quite done

And speaking of Gennifer, Paula, Monica, etal
Invited to attend the drop your pants ball
These girls are Starr's lying little sluts
'I never laid a hand on their soft round butts'
Well, what would you do if you were me
After all boys, I'm married to HRC

Politics, it's lies, that are told about me
By the Vast Right Wing Conspiracy
As I told Starr, the IndependentButt-in-ski
'I never had sex with Monica Lewinski'
This vixen, so intent, sweet and sultry
Could never make me commit adultry
No sin here, It's gratuitous libel
Oral sex is Okay, It's in the Bible

My wife is supportive, she won't cower
If not for love, then formidable power
'I won't resign, that would be silly
I want another shot at Kathleen Willey'