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Once upon a time me and Vudi met A major American rock star in a shop We were immediately jealous of his hair And his fuel-injected sports cock He made the usual stupid sexual jokes About the way he comes on top But I could tell it was a lie By the way that he walked How did you pass the President's Test Even if I can't match your ability to compete At least give me a chance to cheat He said, "Are you losers making fun Of our serious vocation? You just gotta bring the music to the people man And then go score a hole in one." The pleasures of a treadmill and the factory Took all the innocence from his eyes Leaving him to spurt unashamed Letras de cancionesBy the size of his dull surprise How did you pass the President's Test I never felt honest telling those virutous lies And my toupee always gets into my eyes How do you pass the President's Test I don't even want to know my score I don't know who's telling me the truth anymore I said, "The only thing that we're good for Is being forgotten." And I know you're big enough of a star To make sure that the job gets done How do you pass the President's Test I swear one day they'll build a monument To the man with the most reasons for his embarrassment How do you pass the President's Test No I don't even want to know my score I don't know who's telling me the truth anymore
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"The President's Test for Physical Fitness" as written by John Mark Eitzel
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