Chad Mitchell Trio - Adam's Rib lyrics

They really hung it on old Adam Powell It beats me why they had to throw him out We wonder why they raised up such a howl What the whole to do was all about He's a man who like to keep broads on the side, so what In a liable suit they proved that Adam lied, so what And his padded payroll cannot be denied, so what You're either a Congressman, or you're not Sure he kept his [?] away and out of touch, so what And he played low and dirty in the clutch, so what And he never showed in Washington too much, so what You're either a Congressman, or you're not He was just a fellow looking for the kind of life The average Congressman enjoys Th worst thing you can say about old Adam C. Is that he wanted to be one of the boys He's a man the State Police would like to snare And he flew his pals and buddies everywhere, so what And he let old Uncle Sammy pay the fare, so what You're either a Congressman, or you're not With the ladies he's as handy can be, so what And he digs that island magic frequently, so what If he took a turn at cutting an LP, so what You're either a Congressman, or you're not When we think of how they punished him and threw him out We say without a doubt, it just ain't right We think what we've been seeing in them hallowed halls Is a [?] of calls that [?] white He's a man who often times is loud and brash, so what He would rather eat a steak than cornbeef hash, so what And while others kept the faith, he kept the catch He was just a [?] tried to be like others in the pot [?] riggin' up like [?] And skimmin' off like [?] It just ain't fare that Adam's on the spot You're either a Congressman, or you're not