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Uploaded on Sep 4, 2009
(WMG owns this not me)
(Lyrics) Let us be lovers well marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag 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 I've 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
Toss me a cigarette, I think theres one in my raincoat We smoked the last one an hour ago So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine And the moon rose over an open field
Kathy, Im lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping I'm empty and aching and I dont know why Counting 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