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