When You're Good to Foley
(with apologies to Queen Latifah and the musical "Chicago">
Ask any of the pages when I gawk
They'll tell you I'm the biggest chickenhawk
I love 'em all and all of them love me
Because the system works
The system called reciprocity...
Got a little motto
Always sees me through
When you're good to Foley, baby,
Foley's good to you.
There's a lot of favors
I'm prepared to do
You do one for Foley
He'll do one for you.
Republicans are dirty
And that's the way I live
So, I deserve a lot of boys
For what I've got to give
Don't you know that this hand [shakes wad of cash]
Washes that one too [grabs crotch]
When you're good to Foley
Foley's good to you!
If you want my gravy
Put some hot beef in my stew [wiggles butt]
Spice it up for Foley
He'll get hot for you
When they pass that basket
Folks contribute to
You put in for Foley [bends over]
He'll put out for you
The folks atop the ladder
Are the ones the world adores
So boost me up my ladder, Kid (oh baby)
And I'll boost you up yours
(Mmmm, baby, especially up yours...)
Let's all stroke together
Like the Princeton crew
When you're strokin' Foley
Foley's strokin' you
So what's the one conclusion
I can bring this number to?
When you're good to Foley
Foley's good to you!
Somewhere, J. Edgar Hoover is very, very proud...