There in a house in Albany
They call Mario's son
And he's been the ruin of many a playboy
Since this pandemic's come
His mother's called Matilda
His brother's quarantined
Chris is our basement anchorman
Locked down with no vaccine
Now I'm not the man my girlfriend needs
In an Andrew Cuomo funk
At election time she'd be satisfied
If he builds a wall 'round Trump
Oh brothers, tell your women
We see through what they have done
Spend their time in sheer fantasy
When his press briefings come
He's one leg up on James Bond
The boot's in for Tom Cruise
Brad Pitt's goin' back to Missouri
With the Andrew Cuomo blues
Born in a house in New York, Queens
He's called the rising son
And he's been the ruin of many a playboy
Andrew, you know I'm one
Lili Tarkow-Reinisch - The Andrew Cuomo Blues (feat. Robert Burgeis) Lyrics
Lili Tarkow-Reinisch - The Andrew Cuomo Blues (feat. Robert Burgeis) Lyrics
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There in a house in Albany
They call Mario's son
And he's been the ruin of many a playboy
Since this pandemic's come
His mother's called Matilda
His brother's quarantined
Chris is our basement anchorman
Locked down with no vaccine
Now I'm not the man my girlfriend needs
In an Andrew Cuomo funk
At election time she'd be satisfied
If he builds a wall 'round Trump
Oh brothers, tell your women
We see through what they have done
Spend their time in sheer fantasy
When his press briefings come
He's one leg up on James Bond
The boot's in for Tom Cruise
Brad Pitt's goin' back to Missouri
With the Andrew Cuomo blues
Born in a house in New York, Queens
He's called the rising son
And he's been the ruin of many a playboy
Andrew, you know I'm one
They call Mario's son
And he's been the ruin of many a playboy
Since this pandemic's come
His mother's called Matilda
His brother's quarantined
Chris is our basement anchorman
Locked down with no vaccine
Now I'm not the man my girlfriend needs
In an Andrew Cuomo funk
At election time she'd be satisfied
If he builds a wall 'round Trump
Oh brothers, tell your women
We see through what they have done
Spend their time in sheer fantasy
When his press briefings come
He's one leg up on James Bond
The boot's in for Tom Cruise
Brad Pitt's goin' back to Missouri
With the Andrew Cuomo blues
Born in a house in New York, Queens
He's called the rising son
And he's been the ruin of many a playboy
Andrew, you know I'm one
Writer: Lili Tarkow-Reinisch
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid