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Paroles - Lyrics
Let us be lovers
We'll mary our fortunes together
I've got some real estate
Here in my bag
So we bought a pack of cigarettes
And Mrs Wagner's pies
And walked off to look for America
"Kathy", i said,
As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh,
Michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days
To hitchhike from Saginaw
I've come to look for American
Laughing on the bus,
Playing game with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit
Was a spy
I said "be careful , his bow tie is realy a camera
Toss me a cigarette,
i think thre's one in my raincoat
We smoked the last one
And hour ago
So i looked at the scenery
She read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field
Kathy', i'm lost said,
Though i knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and
I don't know why
Counting the cars
On the New-Jersey Turnpike
They've all come to look for America
