America (Single Edit)

Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together

I've got some real estate in my bag

So he bought a pack of cigarettes

And Mrs. Wagner's pies

And walked off, walked off

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

All gone to look for America

All gone to look for America

Laughing on the bus, playing games with the faces

She said, "The man in the gabardine suit was a spy"

I said, "Be careful, his bowtie is really a camera"

"Kathy, I'm lost," I said

Although I knew she was sleeping

I'm empty and aching and I don't know why

Countin' the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike

They've all gone to look for America

All gone to look for America

All gone to look for America