I don't usually pick on people who haven't
asked for it by being elected to public office
and then screwing up, but in
Nancy
Reagan's case, I made an exception to that rule,
and
not for any of the trivial jazz. I mean, I never did
get too involved in the brouhaha
over the purchase
of new crockery for the
White
House.
It didn't seem to me to be one
the big ones to get involved in.
It was not that that riled me.
I decided to write this
next song when, with infallible timing,
Mrs.
Reagan chose a couple of days after
John
Lennon's
murder to put her two cents worth into the controversy over handgun control,
which still
rages in the
States.
Predictably, she took her husband's point of view,
which is basically
that it's only the possession of a snub -nosed 38
in every home that's keeping the
Russian
missiles at bay. she went on at
some length about the little gun that
Ron had bought for
her when he used to travel a lot making speeches, and
she told him how she kept it in her night
table, although she never had learned to fire it,
you understand.
Titter, titter.
And I
felt a song coming on.
I've got a little bitty gun on the table
Right by my little bitty bed
Though it's really very cute
How you hold a thing to shoot
Is too much for my little bitty head
I love my little bitty pistol
It's the pride of my little bitty room
And the gun shoots little bitty bullets
When the little bitty gum goes
boom
the bad man comes around,
I'll shoot his lights out,
Jack
I've got a little bitty gun on the table
Right by my little bitty bed
Though it's really very cute how
you hold the thing to shoot
It's too much for my little bitty head
I love my little bitty pistol
It's the pride of my little bitty room
And the gun shoots little bitty bullets
When the little bitty gun goes
boom
Now we're in the
White
House, won't we dance till dawn?
Turning loose some welfare folks on the
White
House lawn.
You bring your little pistol,
I'll bring my pistol too.
We'll fire our pistols at their feet,
they'll dance for me and you.
I've got a little bitty gun on the table
Right by my little bitty bed
Though it's really very cute
How you hold the thing to shoot
Is too much for my little bitty head
I love my little bitty pistol
It's the pride of my little bitty room
And the gun shoots little bitty bullets
When the little bitty gun goes boom
When the little bitty gun goes boom
Thank
Thank you.