You'll recall that the original includes lyrics such as:
"I want your horror, I want your design,
Cause you're a criminal, as long as you're mine...
I want your psycho, your vertical stick,
Want you in my rear window, baby, you're sick."
The new version of this gentle ditty, entitled "Bill Romance," was performed in front of the former president as well as his betrayed wife and daughter. But the ladies have apparently decided to let bygones be bygones. They both squealed in delight at the song, performed by Gaga in a nude body-suit, presumably channeling Marilyn Monroe urging good wishes and other treats on her own special birthday friend, John Kennedy.
So spins the circle. One recalls that the impressionable Bill Clinton met JFK at the White House, and was later known for taking a personal interest in West Wing youngsters himself.
The Clintons no doubt get credit for being good sports. But when a performer like Lady Gaga does a show dripping with sarcastic sexuality in front of a president who was almost -- but not quite -- chased out of office for moral turpitude, it's not him she's needling; it's us. She's openly mocking the regular folks who tried and failed to enforce a minimum of moral behavior on him.
Gaga's whole act is about throwing outrageousness in the face of the straight world and daring them to do anything about it. She knows we won't. Not for nothing does her stage name hint at 19th century Moulin Rouge performers who called themselves things like La Goulue (The Glutton), Nini Pattes-en-l'Air (Legs In the Air), Grille d 'Egout (Drain Cover) and la Mome Fromage (Kid Cheese).
When a person calls herself a Drain Cover, a Glutton, or maybe even a Gaga she is saying something about herself, what she does, and the people who pay to watch her do it.
It's good to see that Bill Clinton is still surrounding himself with the very best people.