America

Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooooooh Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooooooh Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real-estate here in my bag ooooo So we bought a pack of cigarettes, and Mrs. Wagner pies And walked off to look for America Cathy I said as we boarded the Greyhound in Pittsburg Michigan seems like a dream to me now It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw And I've come 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 there's 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 Cathy 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 They've all come to look for America They've all come to look for America They've all come to look for America Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooooooh ooooooo