He was a cowboy in an Indian bar Not a real cowboy - but I think you know what I mean She wasn't no movie star, but then again She wasn't exactly green
He said -like it hot She said -I like it on fire He said -ready or not She said -I'm ready, baby Come on, I'm ready, baby, make me out a liar And the walls exploded into a white smoke-screen Well, not exactly - but I think you know what I mean
She was a country girl - never been no where Straight from the woods - I think you know what I mean Told her sister she was out of there Next stop Hollywood - barely seventeen
And a voice said -Need a job She cried -desperately It whispered -bow your head She said -Oh Lord, I never thought that this could happen to me And her spirit kind of floated away in a muddy slip stream Well, not exactly - but, I think you know what I mean
He was a movie star turned president, not like Eisenhower or DeNiro But, I think you know what I mean Tried to convince us he was heaven sent With that carny smile and a missile in his sleeve
He says -feed the poor- yeah, feed 'em to the lions We're screaming -even up the score He's screaming back, now, -we're number one, and we ain't even trying And, now, ain't you proud to be part of the American dream Well, not exactly - I think you know what I mean I think you know what I mean I think you know what I meanTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
