Mr. Starr: I am a Starr. Starr I are. I'm a brilliant barri-starr. I'm here to ask, as you'll soon see, Did you grope Miss Lew-in-sky? Did you grope her in your house? Did you grope beneath her blouse? Did she give you gifts and ties? Mr. Clinton: I did not do that here or there! I did not do it anywhere! I did not do that in a chair! I went not near her giant hair! I did not join--even for fun, The Mile High Club in Air Force One, So stow your feathers and your tar, I did not do her Starr you are! Mr. Starr: Did you smile? Did you Flirt? Did you peak beneath her skirt? Did you hug and did you kiss? This young Lewinsky miss? Did you go and make a mess? Did you soil her brand new dress? And did you tell the girl to lie, When called upon to testify? Mr. Clinton: That is it, you've gone too far! I do not like you Starr you are! This bad dream I want to bury, I will tell the Grand Jury! I will tell them what we did, I will tell them where we hid. I will tell them everything, Of this hot and torrid fling! Mr. Starr: So you did it, you admit! You bared your johnson to that twit. We have the dress, we have a case, The Oval Office was the place. Though she promised not to slip She blabbed it all to Linda Tripp. For your crimes of deceit, They'll start the process to impeach. Mr. Clinton: From my country, I beg of thee, Give me trust and sympathy. There was a moment I was weak, Some satisfaction I did seek. How was I to run this nation, While Hillary took vacation. Monica was there for me, She's not a model, I agree. Mr. Starr: I am a Starr. Starr I are. I'm a brilliant barri-starr. Beg and grovel all you choose. But in the end you will lose. For Monica I do not care, What comes of her and that hair. But in hist'ry I'll go far, For I am Starr, STARR I ARE!