Tom Stipe
Number Two
Lyrics
Number Two

(C) Sansom/Stipe

Me and the boys, were down at the bar,
Working day was through,
We were dirty and sweaty and just about ready to
Kick back with a brew.
Political man on the TV set,
Doing an interview,
A whole lotta talkin, and nothing to show.

With every word that senator said,
You could see the dollar signs.
He was taxing and spending while he was pretending that everything was fine,
He said, "Trust me friends, this plan is just the ticket",
Boy I'd like to tell that fella right where he can stick it.

He's high in the clouds on his private jet,
While I'm down here underwater trying to pay my rent,
He gets a hundred thousand dollars from a company man,
I got a hundred thousand miles on my company van,
So when he winks and he smiles and he piles it on deep,
You better know this much is true,
He's looking out for number one,
So you better look out for #2.

Now I'm just a blue collar working man, but even I can see,
He's taking my money, and something smells funny,
About what selling me.
Yeah, he's full of it, just as I suspected,
I get reminded every time he gets re-elected

He's a high end, expense account, martini lunch,
I'm a low-rent, no account, with a clock to punch.
He's got contracts with kickbacks from backroom deals,
I got an inside track on a cul-de-sac for my house on wheels.
So when he winks and he smiles and he piles it on deep,
You better know this much is true,
He's looking out for number one,
So you better look out for #2.

He rides around the city in his limousine,
Then he sticks me with the bill for his gasoline,
Got a pretty intern, named Deserae,
Bet you can guess the only thing he's gotten done today,
So when he winks and he smiles and he piles it on deep,
You better know this much is true,
He's looking out for number one,
So you better look out for #2.
Credits
Lyrics Credits: Tom Stipe/Todd Sansom
Description
Short Song Description:
A little political commentary
Metadata
Song Length: 3:40
Primary Genre: Country-Contemporary
Secondary Genre: -