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America
Yes
let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together,
I've got some real estate in my bag,
so we bought a pack of ciggarettes, and mrs wagner's pies,
And we walked off, walked off, walked off, to look for america.
Kathy, I said, as we boarded the greyhound in Pittsburg,
Mitchigan seems like a dream to me now,
Took me four days to from Saginaw,
They've all gone to look for amerall gone to look for amer
Laughing on the bus, playing games with faces,
she said the man in the garberdian suit was a spy,
I said be careful, his bowtie is really a camera.
Kathy I'm lost, I said,
though I knew she was sleeping,
Well, I'm empty and aching and I dont know why I'm,
Counting the cars on the NewJersey Turnpike,
And they've all gone to look for amerAll gone to look for amer
Kathy I'm lost, I said,
Although I knew she was sleeping,
Well, I'm empty & aching & I don't know why I'm,
Counting the cars on the NewJersey Turnpike,
And they've all gone to look for amerAll gone to look for amerAll gone to look for amer-america...
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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