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Written by |
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John Mellencamp |
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Hey Hey America |
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You're some kind of crazy island |
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You're a place where dreams can grow |
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And there's history in your mansions |
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Good fortune in your plantings |
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You're well respected we all know |
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Hey Hey America |
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Let's check your children |
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And see what they might know |
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Hey Hey America |
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With your salesmanship and your salaries |
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And your strip malls a growin' |
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And your handguns and your heresies |
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Don't hold no responsibility |
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In this land of easy millions |
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Hey Hey America |
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It's so thrillin' to see you grow |
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You're some kind of crazy island |
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You're some kind of crazy island |
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Well I prefer a sunny day |
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I just thought maybe |
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I'd live a little bit longer that way |
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I don't think we should look the same |
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Or talk the same |
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Yeah I think it's a shame |
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And Hey Hey |
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America Across the new horizon |
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Are you sure that's the way we should go ' |
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Cause I don't know |
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Maybe it's too late for all that |
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And Hey Hey |
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America You're wrapped up in your red, white and blue |
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Hey Hey America |
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Wrapped up in yourself and your red, white and blue |
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Hey Hey America |
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You're some kind of crazy island |
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You're some kind of crazy island |
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Hey Hey America |
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You're some kind of crazy island |
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You're a place where dreams can grow |
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And there's history in your mansions |
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Hey Hey America |
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You're some kind of crazy island |
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Some kind of crazy island |
