Hell, my Laura, my Laura she don't love me no mer'
Ever since she saw his picture on that 'wanted' poster
She says the way he wears his beard is really sexy
She thinks he's so durn amazing with his twenty member fam'ly
She likes the way he scowls and his high IQ
Yeah, he's her very favorite with a…22

Well, my Laura's in love with Osama Bin Ladin
She's of her rocker for Osama Bin Ladin
Once she was mine, but now she's forgotten
'Cause my Laura's in love with Osama Bin Ladin

Now, every time I see him, well, he looks so gruff
I'm guessin' he's a queer and he likes it rough
What a pain in the ass to have so much butt sex
Spending all his time takin it and never a rest
But my wife can't get enough of his swollen up cock
Like he's got a chamber torture fetish and I cum in socks

Well, my Laura's in love with Osama Bin Ladin
She's always singin' for Osama Bin Ladin
My suit's made of Kashmir and his's made of cotton
But my Laura's in love with
I said I said I said my Laura's in love with Osama Bin Ladin
Veil over face for Osama Bin Ladin
Look at her now, she's weedin' the cave garden
'Cause my Laura's in love with Osama Bin Ladin

I had a plan to get into power
By blaming his ass for the World Trade Tower
Now she's got an unrequited adoration
For the frustrated, agitated, designated alienated
Spokesman for the disaffected terrorist organization

Well, I don't wear a turban and I don't ride camels
And I don't boycott the Western T.V. channels
And I just can't compete with all that money and shame
But I know two can play at this game
Yeah, well, let's just see how jealous she'll get
When I start stalking Yasser Arafat

Well, my Laura's in love with Osama Bin Ladin
She's of her rocker for Osama Bin Ladin
Once she was mine, but now she's forgotten
'Cause my Laura's in love with
I said I said I said my Laura's in love with Osama
Why'd she have to fuck with Osama Bin Ladin
Look at how pregnant she's lately been gotten
'Cause my Laura's in love with Osama Bin Ladin