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Edwin McCain - Lost in america Lyrics
Album: Lost In America

Well I made a small fortune sellin’ used cars
And it's buried out back in a cookie jar
I raise a toast to Senior Escobar
For givin’ me a pot to piss in

Well I ran a little scam until '92
Now I hang around here for somethin’ to do
And I just keep talkin’ till I'm blue
To anyone who'll listen

Chorus:
Yes, we're lost in America
And this land we're so proud of
We got the cars, the girls, the money, the drugs
To get you out of your rut
Yes, we're lost in America

She got a brand new lease on an Escalade
And a bumper sticker ‘bout a whale to save
And she's burnin’ up gas like they gave it away
At least her kid's on the honor roll

She got a handful of pills to improve her mood
Liposuction, big, fake boobs
She got a Mexican maid that brings the food
To the birdcage made of gold

(Chorus)

I'm droppin’ out
And I'm quittin’ this game
Yes, I'm washin’ my feet, turn off my phone
Changin’ my name, hittin’ the road
Don't really know where I'm gonna go
But I'm getting’ the hell out of here

(Chorus)

In America
Yes, we're lost in America

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