Lyrics:

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 mean