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Fresh out of college, her head full of knowledge, but certainly not very wise,
She went off to Washington looking for action, my daughter with stars in her eyes.
Political power's a fatal attraction, and so you must learn compromise,
But her education went public, you see, in a city where everyone lies.
Mamas, don't let your daughters grow up to be interns.Studied political science, and thinking of setting the whole world on fire,
The Capitol scene would make any gal blush;
Let 'em be strippers and hookers and such.
Mamas, don't let your daughters grow up to be interns.
In Washington town you know what's goin' down;
Always on someone in power.
Now her book is a number one New York best seller. She's expert at dishing the dirt,
For she pulls no punches when telling the stories of every philandering flirt.
But you'd think that someone would finally tell her that interns who kiss and then tell
Are often indicted, and seldom acquitted, and might find their arse in a cell.
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