U.S.A.

You wanna see some high times Have a ball Lit up in flashing bright lights On the wall You never knew know fast rides Back where you came And you'll be on your way U.S.A. New York and west to L.A. Still got old hands to play And you know the roll of your dice would never change Miami, New Orleans Don't matter where you are But you dream And you're running away for somewhere U.S.A. U.S.A. Ride through the endless cities Look and stare You hear the same ol'bitchings Everywhere You never stop and listen To what they say You want it all the same U.S.A. High hopes and fantasy lies All on the other side But you know you still got your old dues to pay Seattle, Malibu beach Don't matter where you are But you dream And you're running away for somewhere U.S.A. U.S.A. But it's all the same U.S.A. U.S.A. New York and west to L.A. Still got old hands to play And you know the roll of your dice would never change Miami, New Orleans Don't matter where you are But you dream And you're running away for somewhere U.S.A. U.S.A. U.S.A. Keep on running U.S.A. Keep on rolling U.S.A. Oh……