Lyrics:

[Mama]
Hello?
[Osama]
Hello Mama, This is Osama
I'm in a geisha house in Yokohama
I swear I don't know nothing 'bout no tennis shoe bomb
I'm a nervous wreak, Dubya's breathin' down my neck
[Mama]
Goodness me, mercy sakes
Listen son, what on Earth are you thinking?
[Osama]
I don't know
[Mama]
Tell me something, have you been drinking?
[Osama]
No! I ain't been drinking
[Mama]
This ain't no way to behave you're gonna send me to my
Grave!
[Osama]
Hold it Mama! You know I can't talk long at all
Dubya just might trace this call. Wait a minute. Uh Oh!
[Dubya]
We will not tire. We will not fail
However long it takes you know we will prevail
[Mama]
Mercy Sakes
[Osama]
Mama I don't wanna go. To Guantanamo
So Mama send me some dough. Another hundred million or
So
I think it's worse than dead broke. Down in Guantanamo
[Mama]
Hello?
[Usama]

Hello Mama, This is \'Usama\'
I'm in a mud hut in the middle of Uganda
Now here's the thing I changed my name to \'Usama\'
Yeah, 'cause Dubya's nipping at my heels
Now I know how Salman Rushdie feels
[Mama]
Goodness me, mercy sakes
Listen son I'm not trying to upset you
[Usama]
I know
[Mama]
But honey if they do catch you
[Usama]
Oh for goodness sakes bite your tongue!
[Mama]
You know it's every mother's prayer, you have on clean
Underwear
[Usama]
Hold it Mamma! Dubya just won't leave me alone, I think he
Might of tapped this phone
Wait a minute. Uh Oh!
[Dubya]
We will not tire, we will not fail
Do not pass GO just go directly to Jail
[Mama]
Goodness me!
[Osama]
Mama I don't wanna go. To Guantanamo
So Mama send me some dough. Another hundred million or
So
I think it's worse than dead broke. Down in Guantanamo
{repeat and fade}