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Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Cain Raps Instructions to His Staff


Herman Cain's campaign is no longer answering questions about possible sexual improprieties allegedly occurring during his tenure as head of the National Restaurant Association.

Cain:
Y'all,  when they wanna know
somethin’ ‘bout them accusations,
those temptations, complications from 15
years ago - just say no, just lie low
don’t show ‘em no info' that’ll slow me up.
Those dough-faced Joes wanna mow me down,
 slow me down, blow me out of the water,
throw me out of the race, stow me somewhere
where I won’t be in their face,
it’s such a damn disgrace
they wanna take my place -
replace me ,displace me, erase me -
‘cause they can’t keep up the pace.
But I got more than one ace up my sleeve
just in case the goin’ gets rough
they’ll know soon enough who’s tough  –
I got lots of stuff on them, ya know –
so when they wanna know
just say no, just lie low
don’t show ‘em no info' that’ll slow me up.

Staff:
Stay on message, stay on message
Say 9-9-9 and we’ll be fine
Stay on message, stay on message
Say 9-9-9 and we’ll be fine…

Cain:
So I’m stayin’ on message
but I got a mess o’ rage in me
 ‘cause they’re  pressin’ me, messin’
with me, and you can guess what the press
is comin’ to, all that baggage
from the ‘90s was an age ago
some crazy girls tryin’ to wage
war on me with those out-sized lies,
 despising me, devising ways
 to keep me from the prize.
It’s all politicized
by those guys, Perry’s allies
in disguise, sneakin' around
and leakin' freakin' lies 
 from those girls who'd be speakin' out in public
(if I'd let 'em) 'bout them them accusations,
those temptations, complications from many years ago.
So just say no, just lie low
Don’t show ‘em no info' that’ll slow me up.

Staff:
Stay on message, stay on message
Say 9-9-9 and we’ll be fine
Stay on message, stay on message
Say 9-9-9 and we’ll be fine…

Cain:
If you’re in doubt,
you'll be fine if you just say 9-9-9
Over and out.  

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