What's the dilly with Colonel Gaddafi? Is he hot? Is he cold? Is he in? Is he out?
Let's let the lovely Katy Perry (one of the few A-list singers who appears not to have sung for Gaddafi's spawn in St. Bart's) field those, shall we? Sizing up Moo Moo, Katy sings:
You change your clothes
Like girls change their mind.
Yeah, you, puffy thug,
You are one of a kind.
And you talk too much.
How your mouth overflows.
We can see
That your craziness shows.
'Cuz you're hot then you're cold.
You're young then you're old.
You're false, then you're facts.
You look just like wax.
You're wrong, never right,
You sure love a fight.
They shoot, then they kill--
Big merc'nary bill.
You so clearly want to stay (go!).
But if you go will Muslim Bros crow?...
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