To: Michelle; Love, Barack

*Sung to the tune of "Hey Soul Sister," by Train



Hey, hey, hey

Your Jheri curl
Really rocks my little
Insulated world.
I never could forget you
From that ACLU
Fundraiser.

Your sweet tooth gleam
Like a shark’s, it's the
Sleekest thing I’ve seen.
But oh, how it excites me,
When that maw invites me
To fall right in.

Hey soul sista
From another mista
You’re a socialist, Communist,
I’m gonna make you an Obamunist.
Hey soul sista
I don’t wanna miss
A single bicep curl you do
Tonight.

Hey, hey, hey

Just in time
I found a girl with an
Agenda just like mine.
She gave my life direction,
Helped out in my election,
And now she’s proud.

I’m so obsessed
Your sleeveless shirts give me a
Cardiac arrest.
I believe in you
You’re Antoinette, a prima donna,
And you always wanna blow my mind.

Hey soul sista
From another mista
You look like the Hulk, with that shoulder-bulk.
Won’t mess with you when you sulk.
Hey soul sista
I don’t wanna miss
A single deltoid press you do
Tonight.

The way you throw barbells around
Looks like you’re the only game in town.
I know you’re down with the halfway brown,
When you polish up my little crown.

With you, folks know I’m Heaven-sent.
Got unilateral consent.
Chicago thug acting like a gent:
Real high maintenance; real low rent.

Hey soul sista
From another mista
You’re a socialist, Communist,
I’m glad that you’re an Obamunist.
Hey soul sista
I just wanna kiss ya
Can you please bench-press me
Tonight?