America

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

I've got some real estate here in my bag, ooh

So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies

And we 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

And I've come to look for America

Laughing on the bus, playing games with our face

She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy

I said, "Be careful, his bow tie is really a camera"

Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat

We smoked the last one an hour ago, ooh

So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine

And the moon rose over an open field

"Kathy, I'm lost," I 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

All come to look for America

All come to look for America

All come to look for America