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Someday I'd like to be 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 tells 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's couch."
No one tells him "Company's here. Use your fork and spoon"
Unless they want to be the next Ambassador to the moon.
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No one tells the President,
No one tells the President,
No one tells the President what to do.
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