Tuesday, 17 June 2008
To Know Him is to Love Him
Contributed by Russ Vaughn

Back in the late fifties and early sixties when I was a young soldier, a new girl group called the Teddy Bears had a monster hit with a song written by Phil Spector (now there’s a guy with his head on straight) in which, in close harmony, they declared their unquestioning love of Him. That song came immediately to mind when I heard some Obamaniac say breathlessly on TV that, “To know him is to love him.”

When I Googled the lyrics, I was surprised to see that this song still lives in a contemporary version recorded by Amy Winehouse (now there’s a woman with her head on about as straight as her jailhouse tattoos). That’s good, because my version, dedicated to Obamaniacs, who, of course, all have their heads on straight (and probably many of them are devoted Amy Winehouse fans) is more fun to read if you know the tune and hum it as you read these updated lyrics.

Enjoy.

To know, know, know him, is to love, love, love him;
To see that big ol’ toothy smile makes our goofy lives worthwhile;
To know, know, know him, is to love, love, love him;
Boy, we do.

He’ll be so good for us, when he reigns over all of us;
Everyone knows they’ll see that day; if they’re not thrown beneath the bus;
Yes, just to know him, is to love, love, love him;
And we do.

Why can’t others see? How blind can they be?
Someday they’ll see, that he was meant to be.

To know, know, know him, is to love, love, love him;
We suck up every word he speaks, we unfulfilled old sixties freaks;
To know, know, know him, is to love, love, love him;
Man, we do.

Why can’t others see? See truth like you and me?
Someday they’ll see when he turns back the sea.

He’ll be another JFK, lighting the world along his way;
Charming a Persian reprobate, creating love from jihad’s hate
Yes, just to know him, is to love, love, love him;
They will too.

Why can’t others see? See truth like you and me?
Someday they’ll see, when he corks Rush and Hannity.

To know, know, know him, is to love, love, love him;
Who cares he has no resume, we blindly love him anyway;
To know, know, know him, is to love, love, love him;
Boy, we do.

Contributed by Russ Vaughn on June 17, 2008 at 12:37 AM in Obamanation, Politics, Russ Vaughn | Permalink

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