MAN ON THE LOOSE

There's a man on the loose Escaped the asylum The warden called the cops When the guards couldn't find him Now he's holed up in a house In Washington, D. C. Got an audience of millions Every night on TV He poses and he preens He snarls and growls Keep the women away He's always on the prowl The World has never seen Anything like this So lock him in a cage Just like the dog he is He hasn't got a friend He lives all alone Hasn't got the heart To toss a dying dog a bone He's got scores to settle And grudges to redress Says "One of these days I'm gonna be the president"