Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together
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I've got some real estate here in my bag
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So we bought a pack of cigarettes, and Mrs. Wagner pies
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And we walked off to look for America
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Cathy, I said, as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
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Michigan seems like a dream to me now
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It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
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And I've come to look for America
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Laughin' on the bus, playing games with the faces
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She said the man in the gaberdine suit was a spy
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I said be careful, his bowtie is really a camera
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Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my raincoat
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We smoked the last one an hour ago
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So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
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And the moon rose over an open field
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Cathy, I'm lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping
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I'm empty and I'm aching and I don't know why
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Countin' the cars on the New Jersey turnpike
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They've all come to look for America, all come to look for America
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America
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