I'm this USA Commander of our B-1B
radar ready, stright on to your mountian
you can't hide Bin Laden, not from me
hide in that ole cave hole, start countin'
I'm radar ready, I'll find you anywhere
like your buddy Saddam, you can't hide
No you can't hide forever out there
High-speed bomber on your heels I'll ride
Duck for cover like a rat
B1B is a commin'
imagine that, not to chat
Oh! I'm this Commander fast flyin'
With the USA Airforce, they have my back
hide in any ole hole, that's fine with me
Our Rockets have your address, that's a fact
When lockin' on too, Bin Laden, me an B1B
Oh! I say I'm that B1B Commander a commin'
heat seekin' missels lock on you, on stright too
You will run, nowhere to hide when runnin'
USA is on our way, you won't rest, till we have you.
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