“They said the list was sealed away,
Jeffrey’s island where the rich boys play.
But under the bronzer, truth persists,
Orange fingerprints smeared on the list.”
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Chorus
“Orange fingerprints, bold and dumb,
Like spray-on tan from a dollar store drum.
He’s a liar, liar, hair on fire,
Ugly comb-over climbing higher.
Next stop jail, no more Big Macs,
Orange fingerprints, orange tracks.”
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Verse 2
“He brags he’s stable, said he’s smart,
But spelling covfefe wasn’t a start.
Every lie he tweets, it twists and twists,
But the stains still glow on Jeffrey’s list.”
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Bridge (comedy bit)
“His hair looks like a raccoon lost in the wind.
IQ lower than a broken vending machine.
And the only degree he’ll earn?
A mugshot with extra fries on the side!”
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Final Chorus
“Orange fingerprints, can’t erase,
Like fake tan dripping down his face.
No more burgers, no more fries,
Just prison food and prison lies.
Orange fingerprints, history’s proof,
Ugly hair and no more roof!”