Lirieke: David Byrne. Miss America.

I love america, her secret's safe with me
And I know her wicked ways
The parts you never see

Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although you have a reputation
Can I afford to move above my station
I'm not the only heart you've conquered

And I love america, but boy can she be cruel
And I know how tall she is
Without her platform shoes

Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although at times it might seem awkward
Don't run away, oh don't you recognize me
I'm not the only heart you've conquered

And I kissed america, when she was fleecing me
She knows I understand that she needs to be free
And I miss america and sometimes she does too

And sometimes I think of her
When she is fucking you

I love america
Yo siempre he confiado en ti [=i have always trusted you]
I love america
Por que me tratas asi? [=why do you treat me like this? ]

Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although your pants are round your ankles
And when you're down, I'll be your dirty harry
It will be just like in the movies

Oh super-girl, you'll be my super-model
Although at times it might seem awkward
Don't look away, I'll be your teenage fanclub
I'm not the only heart you've conquered