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[Verse 1]
         G            Bb
He was a cowboy in an Indian bar
C
Not a real cowboy
      Bb                        G
But I think you know what I mean
G             Bb              C
She wasn't no movie star, but then again
Bb                   G
She wasn't exactly green

[Chorus]
         C
He said -like it hot
         Bb            C    Bb
She said -I like it on fire
   C
He said -ready or not
    F
She said -I'm ready, baby
Bb                        D
Come on, I'm ready, baby, make me out a liar
        Eb             F                  C
And the walls exploded into a white smoke-screen
          Eb              F                        G
Well, not exactly - but I think you know what I mean

{Verse 2}
          G              Bb
She was a country girl - never been no where
C
Straight from the woods
   Bb                       G
I think you know what I mean
G               Bb               C
Told her sister she was out of there
Bb                                 G
Next stop Hollywood - barely seventeen


[Chorus 2]
                  C
And a voice said -Need a job
       Bb           C     Bb
She cried -desperately
   C
It whispered -bow your head
 F
She said -Oh Lord
Bb                             D
I never thought that this could happen to me
        Eb                              F              C
And her spirit kind of floated away in a muddy slip stream
          Eb               F                         G
Well, not exactly - but, I think you know what I mean

[Verse 3]
          G                  Bb
He was a movie star turned president,
  C
Not like Eisenhower or DeNiro
     Bb                         G
But, I think you know what I mean
 G              Bb                C
Tried to convince us he was heaven sent
 Bb                                        G
With that carny smile and a missile in his sleeve

[Chorus 3]

         C
He says -feed the poor
       Bb             C     Bb
Yeah, feed 'em to the lions
     C
We're screaming -even up the score
   F
He's screaming back, now,
Bb                       D
Be're number one, and we ain't even trying
          Eb                          F                C
And, now, ain't you proud to be part of the American dream
           Eb                          F        G
Well, not exactly - I think you know what I mean
   Eb             F         C
I think you know what I mean
   Eb             F         G
I think you know what I mean