(chorus) Osama got run over by a reindeer Walking out of his cave Christmas eve You can say there's no such thing as Santa But as for we in America, we believe He'd been blowing up too many buildings So we said he had to go But he hid in his cave in Afghanistan Defiant as he was, he said, "Hell, no!" When we found him Christmas morning It was clear he'd been attacked There was a note stuck to his forehead It said, "Either give up now or we'll go bomb Iraq!" (repeat chorus) Now we're all so proud of George Bush He's been taking this so well See him in the Oval Office Knowing that Osama's really going to Hell It's not Christmas with bin Laden Nor for Saddam in Iraq And we just can't help but wonder Should we go bomb Baghdad in a sneak attack? (Bomb Iraq!) (repeat chorus) Now the cards are on the table See George W. dance a jig (Ah!) And the red, white, and blue candles (Gore thought that the election had been rigged!) I warned all you stinkin' terrorists Better watch out for yourselves! They should not make hijacking weapons Out of stuff that you would find upon the shelves! (repeat chorus) Sing it, George W.! (repeat chorus)