No one Tells the President What To Do

18. července 2007 v 12:37 | lucibuskaa |  Texty písniček
Someday I´d like to by President,
it´s a job that´s caught my eye.
I know I´d enjoy being President,
and here´s the reason why.
No one tell the President how to dress,
no one bugs him if his oval office is a mess.
No one tells him when it´s time to mow the White House lawn,
and if anybody tried to you can be they´d soon be gone.
No one tells the President not to slouch,
no one says, "Don´t put you feet on Mr. Lincoln´ couch.
No one tells him "Company´s here. Use your fork and spoon",
unless they want to do be the next Ambassador to the moon.
No one tells the President,
no one tells the President,
no one tell the President what to do.
No one tells the President what to run,
no one says," There´s no dessert until that speech is done"
no one says," The press is coming . Clean behin yours ears".
She´ll change all the rules,
the kids´ll run the school,
she´ll be on the side of girls and boys.
No one tells the President how to speak,
no one says,"You can´t be on TV one whole week",
So when I´ve had enough of "time to eat" and "Where´ve you been",
I´m headin´ down to Washington to get myself sworn it.
´Couse no one tells the President,
no one tells the President,
no one tells the President what to do.
No one tells the President,
no one tells the President,
no one tells the President what to do.
No one tells the President,
no one tell the President,
No one tell the President what to do!
Coming! See you on Election Day!
 

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