Kaw-liar was a phony Indian sneaking in the door
She fell in love with a Kenyan faker over at the White House floor
Kaw-liar...just stood there and never let them know
So she could never answer yes or no
She always thought her little scheming would never come to naught
The maiden wore her beads and braids and hoped they wouldn't talk
Kaw-liar...too stubborn to ever show a sign
Because her heart was made of naughty pine
Poor old Kaw-liar...old Barry gave a kiss
Poor old Kaw-liar...her birth charts were amiss
Is it any wonder that her face is red
Kaw-liar...that poor old puddin' head
Kaw-liar was a lonely Indian - never went nowhere
Her heart was set on an Indian scheme with a cold blank stare
Kaw-liar just stood there and never let it show
So she could never answer yes or no
And then one day a stealthy blogger man caught the Indian maid
And schooled her oh so far away but old Kaw-liar stayed
Kaw-liar...just stands there as guilty as can be
And wishes she was not in scrutiny
Poor old Kaw-liar...old Barry gave a kiss
Poor old Kaw-liar...her birth charts were amiss
Is it any wonder that her face is red
Kaw-liar that poor old puddin' head.
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