by Eddie B. and the G-Spots (as noted by Bruce Schneier)

I can’t recognize a face
yes I am just a big disgrace
A failure of security
you think they’d have enough of me
that’s right

Lie-lie-lie-la-la-lie

Gotta find Bin Laden, Osama
instead, I stop your old grandma
Though I came close, when I did stop
those bearded guys from ZZ Top
last night

Lie-lie-lie-la-la-lie

Failing, yes I keep failing
No, I ain’t nailing
one single face

Failing, yes I keep failing
Though they keep hailing
me as a saving grace

Put on mustache glasses for a lark
and I’ll think that you’re Groucho Marx
Thought Kathie Lee was Busta-Rhymes
and I spotted Elvis fifty times

Lie-lie-lie-la-la-lie

Can’t tell gender, not at all
exploded when I saw RuPaul
Though, even I am at a loss
how I confused Al Roker with Kate Moss

Lie-lie-lie-la-la-lie

Failing, yes I keep failing
No, I ain’t nailing
one single face

Failing, yes I keep failing
Though they keep hailing
me as a saving grace