Please Mr. President, say it isn't so

And I have a buck till I'm on duct ten row

Please Mr. President, say it isn't so

I don't wanna, pay $10.00 for gas

I got nowhere to go...



I talk to Mr. GettyI talk to Texaco

I talk to Standard Oil

They say they got plenty to go..oh

Please Mr. President, say it isn't so

I don't have to sell my Cadillac that I, just paid for

I just paid for...



Play it faster Stu

Bit behind there..dear

About two miles (pause) behind me

Please Mr. President, say it isn't so

I don't have to sell my Cadillac that I just paid for



I talk to Mr. Getty

And I talk to Standard Oil

They say they got plenty

But they ain't gonna part for no more



Please Mr. Getty, I'm from Standard Oil

I'm down in Houston, where they got it all stored

I phone the coaster, the funk, and all the guard

We don't need none of those

We don't need any of that Arab stuff



Aw, please Mr. President, say it isn't so

I don't have to sell my Cadillac, I just paid for



My friend says the trouble is this country's too Goddamn big

Maybe we should pull it in from the ages a bit

Maybe that way we'll have so far to go



I called Mr. Getty, I even called-up Texaco, Texaco

They got plenty left, they got, plenty to go

Hey Mr. President, say it isn't so

Aw, Mr. President, say it isn't so



Why do I have to sell my Cadillac I just paid for, I just paid

for