You're So Vain

When Donald Trump reappeared on the campaign trail this week to support Mitt Romney, I couldn't resist Carly Simon's great song "You're So Vain."

You walked into my fundraiser
Like you were a launching a TV show
Your hair strategically coiffed upon your head
Like a lawn in need of a good mow
You had one eye in the mirror
As you flashed your gleaming smile
And all the girls wished that they had your money
They had your money, and

You’re so vain

You probably think this song is about you

You’re so vain

I’ll bet you think this song is about you

Don’t you?  Don’t you?

You told me several months ago

That you’d make me the president

Now my aides are worried that your birther views

Could shrink the size of my elect’ral tent

For you question where Barack was born

In Hawaii, I’ve told you so

But you refuse to accept what the truth is

Accept what the truth is, and

You’re so vain

You probably think this song is about you

You’re so vain

I’ll bet you think this song is about you

Don’t you?  Don’t you?

Well, I hear that you call yourself “The Donald,”

This seems excessive I have to say

But your wealth from all that real estate

Is what I need for my Election Day

You’re not my type I know it’s so

But I have a big campaign

And all I need is the cash that you dole out

Cash that you dole out, and

You’re so vain

You probably think this song is about you

You’re so vain

I’ll bet you think this song is about

Don’t you?  Don’t you?