Jill Sobule War Correspondent lyrics

I work for Abu Dhabi
And I work for Channel Four
At the Palestine hotel
You had the room next door

As the bunker bombs were falling
Lit up the Baghdad sky
You said come here you sweet infidel
I'll show you the fourth of July
I'm a war correspondent in love

I know you hate my country
But you've probably got a right
I came here to liberate and change my boring life
And I know you don't drink whiskey

But you got a hookah pipe

See my hair in angles
You could more less spend the night
I'm a war correspondent in love
I'm a war correspondent in love

I really like your alphabet
I really like your laugh
Never seen anyone with such a big mustache
Big mustache

I'm a war correspondent in love
I'm a war correspondent, really let's not be despondent
I'm a war correspondent in love, in love