Rebekah Brooks

"Rebekah has your number"


I like bad girls,
I like them rough and tough,
I like their temptress looks,
And I have to now confess to you
That I am in love with Rebekah Brooks

Rebekah will stop at nothing to get whatever she wants
Her life she measured out in front page screaming fonts
I know that she would love, to get down and dirty with me
With no prudish hang ups about illegality.

She’s mates with the superstars ,like Madonna and Sarah Brown
And if she gets pissed off, she can close newspapers down
Those svelte power suits that long red flaming hair
She’s always at the centre of things even if she wasn’t there
And even though things, did not always go as planned
She had the men on the Parliamentary committee
Eating out of her hand
And when they asked her why she didn’t know
She would draw in her cheeks as if to blow
Don’t be silly, some things she forgot
But as for wrongdoing well of course not
And they believed her

Her coquettish smile leaves me trembling
I love her cute dissembling,
When she has such trouble remembering
When criminality was at large
Even though she was in charge.

You would have thought that her reporters
Would have lined up for a smacking
When their editor had detected a spot of illegal hacking
But she didn’t

And all that she can say
Is she was away on holiday,
That these events cause much dismay,
In an, “I’ve been caught sort of way”
No worries for her about the law, I would have thought
For Rebekah has already considered that, and the law’s been bought.
She’s fond of equestrianism, with the PM by her side
Nothing untoward you understand, just a ride for a ride

Forget Dave, Nick and Ed if, for you, power is the key
For Rebekah is much more important than that,
She runs the slumber party
Which is a bit more influential than those political ones, I fear
Whose hidden manifesto was to have her most nibble-able of ears
Or maybe more,

They gazed at her ,and their self seeking libido erupted
Queuing up to have their principles corrupted
They are taking her to Court now, and act that seems quite bold
For Rebekah strikes me as a woman who likes her revenge served cold

Her beauty and good looks are a source of constant wonder
But there is one thing you should never forget,
And that is
Rebekah has your number

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