American Dream

04:06
Jen Cass
1996-11-23
Jen Cass, Zhenya Rock

Lyrics

I won’t forget the day I met you honey

You left your number in my coffee cup

I never met another guy so funny

You took me driving in your pick-up truck

The sun was shining when we hit Chicago

We rolled the windows down to feel the wind

You bought me flowers at the Texaco

I swear to God I loved you then

 

I said I…

Hold on to the American dream

Keep waking up without the things that I need, baby

But here and now with you I’m finally free

You know we’re good together, please

Baby, please

 

My mother cried when we moved in together

We found a place above the local pub

The ceiling leaked when there was rainy weather

The floorboards creaked when we were making love

But it was ours and that was all that mattered

We didn’t really need a bedroom door

And when the wind blew and the whole house clattered

We danced around the kitchen floor

 

You said I…

Hold on to the American dream

Keep waking up without the things that I need, baby

And you’re the only thing on earth

That sets me free

It’s not much to ask for baby, please

 

There’s an old dirt road that we can take

That runs along the interstate

We could still make Iowa by nine

And we’ll start ourselves a brand-new life

Oh honey, say you’ll be my wife

Can’t afford a ring but we’ll be fine…

Together

 

Called in sick and went to church in Sunday

Too many questions racing through my mind

Haven’t seen you now since late last Monday

Your boss has got you working overtime

Heaven knows that we could use the money

The doctor says we’re gonna have a son

If you work doubles for the next year honey

We could just afford this one

 

You know we…

Hold on to the American dream

Keep waking up without the things that we need, baby

But this love’s the best thing that we got

And that came free

Maybe we’re just too hard to please

 

‘Cause that old dirt road we used to take

Still runs along the interstate

We could still leave Iowa and drive

But the car hasn’t been running well

We’d have to stay at cheap motels

We don’t need that now to feel alive

 

I won’t forget the day I met you honey

You left your number in my coffee cup

I never met another guy so funny

And I guess that I would call that love