Sarah Palin Was A Valley Girl

Sarah Palin in her Mat-Su Valley days.

Sarah Palin in her Mat-Su Valley days.

The blogosphere rumor mill seems to be heating up these days with another round of Sarah Palin conspiracy theories. The rumor that Sarah Palin is not actually the real mother of her youngest child is not new. It has floated around since the days that she was campaigning for her failed vice presidential bid. For some reason however, it has begun to resurface with some regularity of late. Perhaps it is being fueled by her reluctance to produce the child’s long form birth certificate much as the Birther Movement has been clamoring for the same in the case of President Barack Obama. Who knows?

Those of us here at Lynnrockets’ Blast-Off have no idea as to the truth of this rumor but we suspect that it will not die until some verifiable documentary proof of parentage is produced. As the “Birthers” often request of Obama  (and we might add, Obama has produced his birth certificate), why doesn’t Palin simply provide the requested documentation and end all debate? We guess Enquiring minds want to know. Until that time, here is our latest song parody based upon a rather obscure Paul McCartney and Wings B-Side single titled Sally G which was  released in 1974.

In honor of the troops, please click on the song link below to familiarize yourselves with this delightful tune and to have more fun singing along with the parody.

Sally G song link:


(sung to the Paul McCartney and Wings song “Sally G.”)

Somewhere way northwest of Boston city
Lies Alaska where it’s quite chilly
That’s where I sat down and wrote this ditty
About a gal that I saw on TV

And they call her Sarah,
Sarah P., she claims she can see Russia across the sea
Yes it’s Sarah, Sarah P.
Unemployed but speaking for a fee
Sarah P.

The night-life took me to the Mat-Su Valley
We’re Sarah used to be a real big star
Maybe I’d run across her if I made it there on time
If not, I’d ask about her at the bar

And they call her Sarah,
Sarah P., she’s hiding a baby birthin’ mystery
Yes that Sarah, Sarah P.
She’s not known for her veracity,
Sarah P.

Did she have a hook-up
That’s real hard to look up?
Something there is just so wrong

Then she started lyin’
When the press started its pryin’
I heard someone say,
“Something’s wrong, something’s wrong”

Shouldn’t Sarah have shown a bit, they wonder
Why was there no bump under that hood?
I never got to ask her to explain a little more
One honest answer would be good

And they call her Sarah,
Sarah P., now she’s at the airport shopping duty free
Yes it’s Sarah, Sarah P.
Where might those hospital records be?
Sarah P.

Sarah P.

Posted on November 6, 2009, in Sarah Palin, Songs and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. Pajama party

    It’s comforting to know that the notorious, and eternally vigilant, dentist/lawyer Orly Taitz (who wasn’t even born in this country) does her damnedest to keep our politicians honest. And why shouldn’t she?

    But what does vacationing Alaskan blogger (and reclusive private citizen) Palin have to do with any of this silliness? Didn’t she quit politics to spend more time with her family?

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