Adios To Cap The Knife

Picture Bobby Darin crooning and snapping his fingers while a big band swells in the background, OK?

Was a lark, right, under Ronnie
‘Til that Hinckley cat, he took his shot
Then the jobs tanked, but Stockman pleaded
“Let that ‘trickle down’ work, it’s not a plot”

The Beirut bombing was plenty awful
But in Grenada, we saved the day
Before Olympics, those jobs did come back
So in ’84, we won L.A.

Then Ronnie baby ran for a second term
Against that Mondale cat – he had no chance
And Cap loved “Star Wars” to fight the Russkies
In Afghanistan, we came to dance


Now that Eddie Meese, yeah, he shredded papers
Proving Ronnie and Cap traded arms to Iran
And Fawn Hall hid those files in her bloomers
That’s a Boland no-no, but a groovy plan

Don’t you know that wall in Berlin…ho, ho…it sure did come down
They shot Ceausescu and his ol’ lady dead
‘Cos of glasnost, commies sunk in deep “borscht”
With Yeltsin hiding, drunk ‘neath the bed



So they both have left us, that Cap and Ronnie
With Lyn Nofziger, they’ll party down
Wond’ring who’s next, maybe George Schultz
Now that Cap is out of town

And Cappy ain’t coming back!