The night was long, was deja vu
'Twas Nixon-Kennedy, Part 2
How my vote cries out for you

The many countings we've been through
Through many ballots -- still no clue
How my vote cries out for you

W:
I didn't think it'd come to this as I watched the numbers run
Pumped up by the network news --
That's when you called to say you'd lost and I had won

Al:
Then I started thinkin' to myself,
"Well, maybe I should slow this rush --
How could I go and jump the gun when there's a chance now
That the one who lost was Bush?"

I called you back up on the phone:
"Don't get snippy; I'm not sure now who won."

W:
You said you were planning to sue
Something you had, something you had to do
"And now my votes go to you?!"
 

(A busy intersection outside a Palm Beach County polling place on Election Day.
A car turns left with the signal...

"Look Out!"  Skraassshh!

...and plows into a parked car.

"Aauugh!  Gaaaasp!  It's not my fault!  I didn't mean to drive over there!
These lanes are too close to one another!  The intersection's deceptive!
It's confusing and poorly designed!  Help!  I'm being disenfranchised!
My right to drive is being taken away from me!
Help!  Reverend Jesse!  Help!...

"What do you mean, 'I was supposed to follow the arrows on the pavement'?")
 

(Stereophonically-enhanced ballot tabulating machine solo)

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How my vote cries out for you
It cries in vain 'til this is through
How my vote cries out for you