Trump Sings a Re-Do of the Four Seasons

To the tune of “You’re just too good to be true.

I’m just too good to be true
I’m so much better than you
I’ve got some blubber to clutch
You’ve never handled so much
At long last I have arrived
My campaign words all contrived
I’m just too good to be true
You’d best agree or I’ll sue

Pardon the way that I stare
But see the mirror’s right there
The sight of me leaves me weak
That orange glow of my cheek
That comb over hair on my head
Tamed since I got out of bed
I’m just too good to be true
You’ve best agree or I’ll sue

Who loves you, baby
If it ain’t Donald Trump
You need me baby
Like that discovered lump
I loves me, baby
Trust in my when I say
There ain’t no maybe
I’m gonna win this Fall
Forget the numbers
Cause I’ll just fake them all
And let you love me baby
Let you love me

I’m just too good to be true
Your Constitution is through
Don’t love your Congress so much
It’s just democracy’s crutch
It’s time to put me in charge
Like Hitler but twice as large
I’m just too good to be true
You’d best agree or you’re screwed

Who loves you, baby
If it ain’t Donald Trump
You need me baby
Like that discovered lump
I loves me, baby
Trust in my when I say
There ain’t no maybe
I’m gonna win this Fall
Forget the numbers
Cause I’ll just fake them all
And let you love me baby
Let you love me

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