Let us be lovers
We'll marry our fortunes together
I've got some real estate
Here in my bag
So we bought a pack of cigarettes
And Mrs. Wagner's pies
And walked off
To look for America
Kathy,
I said
As we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
Michigan seems like a dream to me nowIt took me four daysTo hitchhike from [bad word] 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 bow tie is really a camera.
Toss me a cigaretteI think there's one in my raincoat.
We smoked the last oneAn hour ago.
So I looked at the scenery

She read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field
Kathy, I'm lost,
I said
Though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching andI don't know why.
Counting the cars
On the New Jersey Turnpike
They've [bad word] To look for America [bad word] to look for America [bad word] to look for America