Lyrics
BAGHDAD BOOGIE
By Ellen Griffith, copyright 2002
We just found out where Baghdad is,
It's plumb 'cross the County Line,
They don't like us, and we don't like them,
And that used to be just fine.
But our sheriff hates that Baghdad sheriff,
Says he's an evil dude,
So we're gonna blow up his chicken coop,
Cause we don't like his attitude.
Do the Baghdad Boogie, load up your gun,
Do the Baghdad Boogie, Ain't war fun!
Do the Baghdad Boogie, do it for spite,
Might makes right!
Sheriff Bush is a peaceful man,
And he carries him a great big gun,
Good Sheriff Bush knows evil when he sees it,
And he'll blow it to kingdom come.
Sheriff Bush got his daddy's gun,
And he's itchin to settle a score,
With a blood-thirsty posse right behind,
He's goin' off to start a war.
Do the Baghdad Boogie, gonna kick ass,
Do the Baghdad Boogie, takin' no sass,
Do the Baghdad Boogie, lettin' off steam,
Changin' regimes.
Sheriff Bush and his trigger-happy posse,
Have been hankerin' to bag big game
They're armed to the teeth and ready to boogie
And it's unpatriotic to complain.
Sheriff Bush wants a homestead,
In the nice warm desert sand,
With barbequed camel and deep fried lizard,
Livin' off the fat of the land.
Do the Baghdad Boogie, lightin' the fuse
Do the Baghdad Boogie, in time for the news
Do the Baghdad Boogie, playin' to win
Hit 'em again!
Just about the whole world hates us,
And Sheriff Bush is mystified,
His solution is to blow up that chicken coop,
Then invite 'em all to have some fried.
Do the Baghdad Boogie, the Baghdad Boogie
The Baghdad Boogie
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