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Election day, it rolled around
The candidates were primed
Despite speeches, posters, TV spots
I had already made up my mind
to vote for
you, darlin', only you
The races in our district
Were fast and tough and mean
But you campaigned at the laundromat
And you brought home laundry clean
I saw you scrubbing up that kitchen
Garnering the votes
But when you bought the donuts and The Times
I knew I'd sow my oats
with
you, darlin' only you
You were challenger, incumbent
And write-in candidate
You faced the issues squarely
And you called when you were late
You had no secret drug deals
No not-quite-buried crimes
And with a landslide in the runoffs
I knew I'd made my mind
up on
you, darlin', only you
The race was hot and heavy
I managed your campaign
I called for contributions
I stood on corners in the rain
I drove myself to the voting booths
I offered myself rides
And frankly, in the morning,
Baby, it was no surprise to see
You beside me, only you
When all is say and do, baby
it was
you, darlin', only you
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Writer: Cindy Kallet. She notes, "My reaction to the mud-slung, non-issue-oriented election of 1986."