Lyrics Mr. Bellows - John Mellencamp
Good
evening,
Mr.
Bellows
Good
evening,
Mr.
Bellows
Good
evening,
Mr.
Bellows
President,
he′s
a
pretty
nice
guy
I'd
like
to
take
him
out
to
dinner
sometime
Drive
around
in
his
motorcade
Talk
about
those
bills
that
ain′t
been
paid
Maybe
later
on,
just
for
fun
We'll
shoot
off
his
submachine
gun
Shoot
out
the
sky,
shoot
out
the
sea
Shoot
out
those
dreams
'bout
you
and
me
Take
my
hand
girl,
I
know
where
you′ve
been
Up
the
flag
pole,
back
down
again
Walk
on
water
or
sink
or
swim
You′re
with
me
Her
Majesty,
the
Queen
is
a
pretty
nice
babe
And
I'd
like
to
take
her
down
to
St.
Petersburg
someday
Hang
around
with
her
friends
and
old
Joe
Kennedy
After
dinner
I
might
give
her
a
squeeze
We′ll
just
see
how
blue
her
blood
really
is
And
in
the
mornin'
she
can
introduce
me
to
her
kids
Take
my
hand
girl,
I
know
where
you′ve
been
Up
the
flag
pole,
back
down
again
Walk
on
water
or
sink
or
swim
You're
with
me
Well,
our
Lord
Jesus,
He
wants
me
to
pray
So
I
do
every
single
day
Don′t
know,
if
I'm
comin'
in
very
clear
Supposedly
He
can
hear
me
from
here
And
sometimes
He
gives
me
a
little
relief
When
I′m
down
here
on
my
knees
But
there′s
no
redemption
on
judgment
day
For
people
like
you
and
me
Take
my
hand
girl,
I
know
where
you've
been
Up
the
flag
pole,
back
down
again
Walk
on
water
or
sink
or
swim
You′re
with
me
You're
with
me
You′re
with
me
Yo
that,
an'
you′re
with
me
[Incomprehensible]
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