"Lefty Girl" (A Tragic Love Song) Because we have been instructed that racial and religious comments associated with the song
"Haji Girl" are inappropriate I have endeavored to replace them with appropriate terms that will clear up this whole controversy. The problem with incoherent ideologues willing to kill their own children is not limited to Iraq, and so this tragic love song gets a new setting: the People's Republic of Berkeley.
"Lefty Girl"
I was out on the campus of UCB
And we were under attack
And I, well, I didn't know where to go.
And the first thing I could see was
Everybody's favorite, Burger King
So I threw open the door
And I hit the floor
Then suddenly to my surprise
I looked up and I saw her eyes
And I knew it was love at first sight
And she said
Worker, worker socialist jihad
Murtha, Murtha, Che is God
Lefty Girl I can't understand what you're saying
And she said
Worker, worker socialist jihad
Murtha, Murtha, Che is God
Lefty Girl I love you anyway
Then she said she wanted me to see
She wanted me to meet her family
But I, well, I couldn't figure out how to say no
Cause I don't speak Lefty
So, she took me down an old dirt trail
And she pulled up to a VW bus
And she threw open the door
And I hit the floor
Cause her brother and her father shouted
Worker, worker socialist jihad
Murtha, Murtha, Che is God
They pulled out their AKs so I could see
And the said
Worker, worker socialist jihad
Murtha, Murtha, Che is God
So I grabbed her little sister and pulled her in front of me
As the bullets began to fly
The blood sprayed from between her eyes
And then I laughed maniaclly
Then I hid behind the PC
And I locked and loaded my M-16
And I blew those little f***ers to eternity.
And I said
Worker, worker socialist jihad
Murtha, Murtha, Che is God
They should have known they were f***ing with a Marine.
Original Lyrics Hat Tip:
Blackfive
