(To the tune of “Me and Bobby McGee” by Kris Kristofferson)
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Lost it in a Manhattan lounge
Verging on insane
Sinking lower than my Nielsen rating
Just as crazy as it sounds
Almost bust a vein
Blaming everybody else for hating

Well I poured my heart out
In four-letter increments
I threatened to throw him down the stairs
Luckily lackey restraint won out
Over lack of sense
The liberal media’s reaction: who cares?

Fredo’s just another word for another lefty loser
Highly entertaining and it’s free
Spouting off was easy, libs come by it naturally
Spouting off is good enough for me
But is it good enough to boost my show on TV?

From the gold mine of nepotism, to the California elite —
Bubba, Hill, and Nancy Pelosi:
Father and brother introduced me to what I’ll never be
A politician like that [redacted] AOC

Then somewhere up near the salad, Lord, I told the punk to get away
Or I’d ruin his [chips] — I’m an important guy!
Well, I’ll be on my show tomorrow and a special guest today,
You know I know Holder and have buddies in the FBI.

Fredo’s just another sign the left has nothing to lose
And a nothin’ — that’s all that it implies
Fredo, take it easy now — sit and read the news,
You’re in it, and that’s good enough for me.
Good enough for Assault and Battery Three.

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