John Mellencamp — Down And Out In Paradise lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Down And Out In Paradise" by John Mellencamp.
Lyrics
Dear Mr. President
I live in the suburbs
It’s a long way from Washington, D.C.
Had me a job
Workin' for wages
Till the company moved out
And they forgot about me Can’t draw unemployment
For some unknown reason
My kids are hungry
I’ve got four mouths to feed
I go out everyday lookin' for suitable employment
Do you think there’s something you could do for me Cause I’m
Down and out here in paradise
Down and out and I’m on my knees
I’m down and out here in paradise
Looks like the milk and honey
Done run out on me Dear Mr. President
I used to be a dancer
Got a little bit too old
So I became a secretary
Married a man
In Las Vegas, Nevada
And ten years later
He ran out on the kids and me Some said I was pretty
But those days are over
Now I’ve no place to live
And I’m out on the streets
Oh, Mr. President
Can I tell you a secret
I never ever thought that his could happen to me Cause I’m
Dear Mr. President
I’m just a young kid
I’m in the fourth grade
At Riley Elementary
My mom and dad’s been actin' funny
I’m not sure what
If it ain’t got something to do with me My daddy’s always drunk
My mom’s a babysitter
And I don’t like the Russians
Cause I hear they hate me Dear Mr. President
Can I ask you one question
When the bombs fall down
Will they hurt everyone in my family
Yeah, yeah