Autumn?s child is catchin? hell For having been too naïve to tell Property rights from chapel bells
There?s nothing we can do We could not get there in time It?s too late, she signed on the dotted line
Oh, shoot ?em up cops and robbers Oh, America
The manager smiled He said, ?We?re gonna straighten this mess? He had a picture of Spot and Jane on his desk So I signed his strange contract with the transparent lines
There?s nothing we can do We could not get there in time It?s too late, she signed on the dotted line
Oh, shoot ?em up cops and robbers Oh, America, America
The lawyers cried through the telephone rings The doctors sighed, ?She?s imagining things? When he came through the window with those crazy eyes
Dick Tracy in disguise He said, ?You need a guiding hand You?re soft and you?re fine, sign here on the dotted line?
Oh, big deals, cops and robbers Oh, America I am your rose American dreamer Flyin? high and down through America
Oh, American dreamer, oh, America Didn?t you know American dreamer? Flyin? high and down through America America, America, America, AmericaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
