And I’m dying to make it in America And I’m singing the words to my favorite song With the rag top down and my glasses on And I’m driving straight trough America
I wanna taste the sun Cause baby I’m born to run I got a feeling that I’m not the only one I, I wanna show some skin Yeah baby I need the ocean And you can stop me now I’ve got my heart in motion I want to make it in America Make it in America
