Hello Mama

Hello? Hello, Mama, this is Osama I'm in a geisha house in Yokohama I swear I don't know nothing 'bout no tennis shoe bomb I'm a nervous wreak, Dubya's breathin' down my neck Goodness me, mercy sakes Listen, son, what on Earth are you thinking? I don't know Tell me something, have you been drinking? No! I ain't been drinking This ain't no way to behave You're gonna send me to my grave! Hold it, Mama! You know I can't talk long at all Dubya just might trace this call Wait a minute, uh-oh! We will not tire, we will not fail However long it takes you know we will prevail Mercy sakes Mama, I don't wanna go to Guantanamo So Mama, send me some dough Another hundred million or so I think it's worse than dead broke down in Guantanamo Hello? Hello, Mama, this is "Usama" I'm in a mud hut in the middle of Uganda Now here's the thing, I changed my name to "Usama" Yeah, 'cause Dubya's nipping at my heels Now I know how Salman Rushdie feels Goodness me, mercy sakes Listen, son, I'm not trying to upset you I know But honey, if they do catch you Oh, for goodness sakes, bite your tongue! You know it's every mother's prayer You have on clean underwear Hold it, Mama! Dubya just won't leave me alone I think he might have tapped this phone Wait a minute, uh-oh! We will not tire, we will not fail Do not pass go, just go directly to jail Goodness me! Mama, I don't wanna go to Guantanamo So Mama, send me some dough Another hundred million or so I think it's worse than dead broke down in Guantanamo