Condi peppers her Bush.

Condi and Dubya. The Chuck and Camilla of the US of A.
Bet she's had her hands round that fine belt buckle.

Oh please, say to me
You'll let me be your man
And please, say to me
You'll let me hold your hand
You'll let me hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy inside
It's such a feeling that my love
I can't hide, I can't hide, I can't hide
Yeh, you've got that somethingI think you'll understand
When I'll say that something
wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna hold your hand
(John and Paul)