How he hates all people who are black, not white
Got happy ending, with me last night
So if you write a book about fictional rape
Honey, jump right up fake moral outrage

My rapist had a Williamsburg mustache
The BIG bushy kind
A two faced rich Republican jackass
With purple boots and deep voice like old Barry White

I'm now the liberal darling yet not skinny
Writin' my memoirs for quite a Penny
My rapist had a Williamsburg mustache
Who he was is a mystery, too

Now I grandstand, I pretend, makin' up crap
Hollywood is where I'll be.
Yeah, the drama of this jungle, where all love Obama
And all of the doctors are prescribing marijuana

Yeah, My rapist had a Williamsburg mustache
I think they called him Barry, too.

Then it's flat top, dirty GOP, coppin' a feel
Grubbin' on the livin' room floor (so sore)
Yeah, they send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge,
But all you want to do is not let him score

Yeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear
I don't go to church don't shave body hair
But you can watch HBO and see it all there
I like to show nudity

My rapist had a Williamsburg mustache
The BIG bushy kind
A two faced rich Republican jackass
With purple boots and deep voice like old Barry White

Oh, he can be anyone I claim him to be
Maybe slimy Conservative of the GOP
My rapist had a Williamsburg mustache
Who he was is a mystery too

Yeah, Bryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah
Oh, I could do some cruisin' too

An instant classic

Thank You, sir.

Nothing like a fake white mustache purple boot wearing rapist college Republican to bring out one's creative devices.

Ha, ha, ha, They don't believe it
Ooh, ooh, she said, don't touch me
Hey, baby, Jackie
Tell them what we did

Well, we're big frat brothers we're emboldened swingers
And party everywhere we go
(That sounds like us)
We drink till they're pretty and we drink more then screw
With some cheap assed bitches and ho's
(Right)

We have all kinds of deals that give us all kind of thrills
But the thrill we've never known
Is the thrill that'll get ya when your fraternities'
Rape story's posted in the Rolling Stone

(Rolling Stone)
Gonna see our picture on the cover
(Stone)
Wanna buy five copies for our lawyer, yeah
(Stone)
Gonna see our libeled face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
(That's a very, very, good idea)

Said that we got real kinky with a groupie named Jackie
Who's mendacious on their rag
She got this poor feminist writer
To drop this guillotine

Now, it's all designed to blow your minds
But your minds won't really be blown
Like the blow that'll get ya when you see this story
All blown over in the Rolling Stone

(Rolling Stone)
Gonna see frat brothers on the cover
(Stone)
Wanna buy five copies for our lawyers, yeah
(Stone)
Wanna see our smilin' faces
All blown over in the Rolling Stone

(Hey, I know now, rape and roll)
(Ah, that's beautiful)

Said had a lot of little teenage blue-eyed groupies
Who did anything we said
We got some genuine Cavalier mojo
That helps us to have our way

We are all the friends that money can buy
So we never have to be alone
And now we'll get more richer cos you've all seen our picture
In this rape story in Rolling Stone

(Rolling Stone)
Gonna see our picture on the cover
(Stone)
Gonna buy five copies for our lawyers, I want one!
(Stone)
Wanna see my suing face
On the cover of the Rolling Stone
On the cover of the Rolling Stone

(Man, I don't know why we were on the cover, baby)
(We're beautiful fellas)
(I ain't kiddin', why, we would make a beautiful cover)
(Fresh shot, right up front, man)
(I can see it now, we'll be up on the front)
(Smilin', man oh, beautiful!)

Most inspiring word play, Groucho. Love it!