It won’t be easy, you’ll think it strange
When I try to explain the Bush Doctrine
and the reason I fired Walt Monegan
You won’t believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Wearing lipstick and a flag pin
Shooting wolves and hunting caribou
I wanted it to happen, but then I changed
Couldn’t build that bridge after all
Saying thanks but no thanks
Keeping my earmarks
So I chose Jesus
Banning books, preaching abstinence too
Until my unmarried daughter
Got knocked up in high school
Don’t cry for me Wasilla
The truth is not as important
As my election
My mad insistence
That Russia’s nearness
Means foreign experience
As for fortune, and as for fame
John McCain invited me in
And it seems to the world they are all I desire
They are illusions
Just like the oil pipeline and energy supply
Polar bears are not endangered
Everything I say is a lie
Don’t cry for me Wasilla
The truth is not as important
As my election
My mad insistence
That Russia’s nearness
Means foreign experience
Have I lied too much?
There’s nothing more I can think of to say to you
Because my handlers haven’t coached me enough
I can’t give an interview | 
