Jong Un You’re Fun – By Lol McBarkney and Don Dennison of the Tweetles
With Jongo on Drums, And the keep quiet about him Tweetle George, Barron’s Son (John Barron’s secret lovechild) playing trumpet on his base
Jong Un, you’re fun
These are words that make me think I’ve won
My Jong Un
Jong Un, please run
Through my hair your fingers
My Jong Un
I love you, I love you, I love you
So why don’t you come and play
Please don’t you go away
I will read all your love letters and then hold your hand
Jong Un, my gun
Like your little rocket’s having fun
My Jong Un
Jong Un, my tongue
Is ready for you though you weigh a ton
My Jong Un
I need to, I need to, I need to
I need to see you – “please”
I’m trembling at the knees
Until I do, I’m hoping you will flow like a stream
I love you…
I taunt you, I taunt you, I taunt you
But that was yesterday
Now when I tweet it’s “hey
We fell in love, now I’m the glove puppet on your hand”
Jong Un, oh well
Together maybe we will go to hell
For lies that we tell
Jong Un, oh well
Ensemble peut-être que nous irons en enfer
Nous irons en enfer
I’m sure these foreign words are ones that you’ll understand
Kim Jong Un
Reprise… The ensuing custody battle verse ….
Jong Un, my son
Eric will you take him
Now we’re done?