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…