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