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P!NK - Dear Mr. President

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Dear Mr. President, come take a walk with me
Let´s pretend, we´re just two people andYou´re not better than me
I´d like to ask you some questions, if we can speak honestly
What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirrow? – Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cries?
How do you dream when a mother has no change to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high? – Can you even look me in the eye, and tell me why?

Dear Mr. President, were you a lonley boy? Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say, “no child is left behind”
We´re not dumb and we´re not blind
Ther´re all sitting in your cells –while you pave the road to hell
What kind of father would take his own daughters right´s away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say…
You´ve come a long way, - from whiskey and cocaine!

Let me tell you ´bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the wayLet me tell you ´bout hard work
Rebuilding a house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you ´bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you ´bout hard work! Hard work! Hard work!
You don´t know nothing ´bout hard work! Hard work! Hard work!!!

How do you sleep at night? How do you walk with your head held high?

Dear Mr. President, you´d never take a walk with me

Hmmm, would you?