Lyrics

[Verse]
Well, I hear tell it's quite a scene,
Kamala's got a problem, if you know what I mean,
Caught in the White House, running to and fro,
Seems she's got a date with the porcelain throne.

[Verse 2]
Every time there's a meeting, she's suddenly gone,
Bathroom's her haven, where she stays too long,
Secret Service whispers, "She's at it again,"
Can’t keep track of all the trips since ten.

[Chorus]
Too many trips to the lou,
She’s got more business there than she knows what to do,
Politicking’s hard with a digestive issue,
Kamala’s politics runnin’ through the tissue.

[Verse 3]
Joe's making plans while she’s out the door,
Might be the burritos from the night before,
Cabinet’s wondering where Madame Veep went,
Found her in the restroom, a presidential tent.

[Verse 4]
She's handling matters with courage and grace,
But a runaway stomach's keeping her at pace,
Staffers are worried, the press is all ears,
Kamala’s intestines are famous, so it appears.

[Chorus]
Too many trips to the lou,
The Capitol's a maze when nature calls you,
From policy talks to porcelain blues,
Kamala’s caught somewhere tying her shoes.