To All of You - Syd Matters

To all of you, American girls, it’s sad to

Imagine a world without you

American girls I’d like to

Be part of the world around you

Driving a car by the seaside

Watching the world from the bright side, yeah

To all of you, American girls in the movies

No one can tell where your heart is

American girls like dollies

With shiny smiles and plastic bodies

I wish I had an American girlfriend…

I cry sometimes walking around my own place

Wondering why she cries sometimes

Talking about her own place

Somewhere around the mountains

No one could dry her fountain

Till she got tired to complain

That’s when I fly to the wildland, to your land