Dear Mr. PresidentI live in the suburbsIt's a long way from Washington, D.C.Had me a jobWorkin' for wagesTill the company moved outAnd they forgot about meCan't draw unemploymentFor some unknown reasonMy kids are hungryI've got four mouths to feedI go out everyday lookin' for suitable employmentDo you think there's something you could do for meCause I'mCHORUSDown and out here in paradiseDown and out and I'm on my kneesI'm down and out here in paradiseLooks like the milk and honeyDone run out on meDear Mr. PresidentI used to be a dancerGot a little bit too oldSo I became a secretaryMarried a manIn Las Vegas, NevadaAnd ten years laterHe ran out on the kids and meSome said I was prettyBut those days are overNow I've no place to liveAnd I'm out on the streetsOh, Mr. PresidentCan I tell you a secretI never ever thought that his could happen to meCause I'mCHORUSDear Mr. PresidentI'm just a young kidI'm in the fourth gradeAt Riley ElementaryMy mom and dad's been actin' funnyI'm not sure whatIf it ain't got something to do with meMy daddy's always drunkMy mom's a babysitterAnd I don't like the RussiansCause I hear they hate meDear Mr. PresidentCan I ask you one questionWhen the bombs fall downWill they hurt everyone in my familyYeah, yeahCHORUS------------------------------------------------------------------------------