Lyrics Miss America - David Byrne

Miss America

I love America
Her secret’s safe with me
And I know her wicked ways
The parts you never see
Oh super-girl, you’ll be my super-model
Although you have a reputation
Can I afford to move above my station
I’m not the only heart you’ve conquered
And I love America
But boy can she be cruel
And I know how tall she is
Without her platform shoes
Oh super-girl, you’ll be my super-model
Although at times it might seem awkward
Don’t run away, oh don’t you recognize me
I’m not the only heart you’ve conquered
And I kissed America
When she was fleecing me
She knows I understand that she needs to be free
And I miss America and sometimes she does too
And sometimes I think of her
When she is fucking you
I love America
Yo siempre he confiado en ti
I love America
¿Por qué me tratas así?
Oh super-girl, you’ll be my super-model
Although your pants are 'round your ankles
And when you’re down, I’ll be your Dirty Harry
It will be just like in the movies
Oh super-girl, you’ll be my super-model
Although at times it might seem awkward
Don’t look away, I’ll be your teenage fanclub
I’m not the only heart you’ve conquered