Текст песни Oval Room - Calvin Russell

In his oval room, in his leather chair
He′s the president, but I don't care
He′s got a big airplane, takes him everywhere
And a limousine, when he get there
But everywhere he goes, he makes the people mad
He makes the poor man beg, and the rich man glad

He's the president, but I don't care
Ooh, Ooooooh, Ooh

He′s the president, but I don′t care
Ooh, Ooooooh, Ooh

In the desert sand, and the???
He thinks everything is his to keep
He's a real cowboy, cowboy head on
Talks to kings and queens on his telephone

He′s the president, but I don't care
Ooh, Ooooooh, Ooh

He′s the president, but I don't care
Ooh, Ooooooh, Ooh

And down on the farm, nothing growing there
But the debts they owe and their gray hair
And at the factory, never been so slow
And the wage they pay then this way too low

He′s the president, but I don't care
Ooh, Ooooooh, Ooh

He's the president, but I don′t care
Ooh, Ooooooh, Ooh

President, I don′t care
Ooh, Ooooooh, Ooh

President, but I don't care
Ooh, Ooooooh, Ooh

He′s the president, but I just don't care
Ooh, Ooooooh, Ooh...