Oval Room - Blaze Foley

In his oval room, in his rockin' chair

He’s the president, but I don’t care

He’s a business man, he got business ties

He got dollar signs in both his eyes

Got a big airplane, take him everywhere

Got his limousine, when he get there

Everywhere he goes, make the people mad

Makes the poor man beg, and the rich man glad

He’s the president, but I don’t care

Ooh, Ooooh, Ooh

At the factory, never been so slow

Got a big fourth down, ninety nine to go And down on the farm, nothing growing there

But the debts they owe and their gray hair

In the desert sand, and the jungle deep

He thinks everything is his to keep

He’s a real cowboy, with his makeup on Talks to kings and queens on the telephone

He’s the president, but I don’t care

Ooh, Ooooh, Ooh

He’s a movie star, if you stay up late

And he’ll search your car, if you don’t look straight

In his Oval Room, in his rockin' chair

He’s the president, but I don’t care

He’s the president, but I don’t care

Ooh, Ooooh, Ooh

He’s the president, but I don’t care

Ooh, Ooooh, Ooh