Lyrics:

He was a cowboy in an Indian bar Not a real cowboy - but I think you know what I mean She wasnt no movie star, but then again She wasnt exactly green He said like it hot? She said I like it on fire He said ready or not She said Im ready, baby Come on, Im 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 Were screaming even up the score Hes screaming back, now, were number one, and we aint even trying And, now, aint 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 mean