(Carl L. Marsh/David Barratt) a tiny piece of america nearly blew my apart driving on the wrong side of my english heart i found myself caught in mid-stream i had a dream of a brand-new start phone lines lie across the atlantic i guess it`s time to fly trans-romantic are you lonesome baby usa? i heard you cry 3,000 miles away go west young man you said and i was on my way don`t shoot-i love you baby usa once upon a time my world was an open book the pages turned but i stayed put now like a pilgrim on plymouth sound i`m america bound hand and foot that`s the pull of love`s defection a continental drift in my direction a yellow cab from here to eternity a fifty-floor building points to all things heavenly down the roots of high anxiety there`s just another story from the naked city don`t shoot-i love you baby usa don`t shoot-i love you baby usa don`t shoot-i love you baby usa don`t shoot-i love you baby usa
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