Autumn’s child is catchin' hell
For having been too naïve to tell
Property rights from chapel bells
There’s nothing we can do
We could not get there in time
It’s too late, she signed on the dotted line
Oh, shoot 'em up cops and robbers
Oh, America
The manager smiled
He said, ‽We're gonna straighten this messâ€
He had a picture of Spot and Jane on his desk
So I signed his strange contract with the transparent lines
There’s nothing we can do
We could not get there in time
It’s too late, she signed on the dotted line
Oh, shoot 'em up cops and robbers
Oh, America, America
The lawyers cried through the telephone rings
The doctors sighed, ‽She's imagining thingsâ€
When he came through the window with those crazy eyes
Dick Tracy in disguise
He said, ‽You need a guiding hand
You’re soft and you’re fine, sign here on the dotted lineâ€
Oh, big deals, cops and robbers
Oh, America
I am your rose American dreamer
Flyin' high and down through America
Oh, American dreamer, oh, America
Didn’t you know American dreamer?
Flyin' high and down through America
America, America, America, America