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Woke up to the frying pan
The bacon shaking in her hand
I got hungry
Made love on the balcony
The sound of cars honking on the street
She was lovely
London never missed her
Paris never called
Nobody's wondering
If she's coming home
Smells like America
Smells like pork and beans
Smells like Jesus Christ
And the money I've never seen
But I'm an English girl
And I don't look back
Saving up for a Cadillac
Going to buy America
Sometimes, all the time
She wants what she just can't find
"When will I know?"
A Ballerina, a ticket taker
At the empty movie theatre
To the left, enjoy the show
Daddy never missed her
Mother never called
Nobody even knows
That she ever left home
Smells like America
Smells like pork and beans
Smells like a smoking gun
And Elvis Presley
I'm an English girl
And I don't look back
Saving up for a Cadillac
Going to buy America
She wants to ride the carousel
The white horse with a silver bell
Get a new tattoo
Skull and bones, purple ink
From the carny with his arm in a sling
I guess I'll get one too
London never missed her
Paris never called
Nobody even knows that she
Ever left home
Smells like America
Smells like pork and beans
Smells like Jesus Christ
And the money I've never seen
But I'm an English girl
And I don't look back
Saving up for a Cadillac
Going to buy America