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Joe Iadanza - American Dream Lyrics



Joe Iadanza - American Dream Lyrics




I never thought I'd be working like a slave
Holdin' down two jobs so I can get paid
Punch out my time sheet - quarter to three
Run up the road for my American Dream

Think I was born with these poor man blues

Sometimes I wonder about people like you
Handin' down orders, sit back, and watchin' us do 'em
Don't misunderstand me I ain't callin' you greedy
Just want me a piece of that American Dream

'Cause I've been wanting to know the feeling I can't lose
Think I was born with these poor man blues

Down at the car wash - all muscles and chrome
These back-home girls, they just won't leave me alone
I push them aside 'cause I've been hopin' to see you
Those pretty blue eyes are my American Dream

Baby I'm lookin' for someone like you to change all this bad luck I've fallen into
We'll run from this mad place and make our own rules
Then roll through the park every evening - And take in the view of my American Dream

I've been wanting to know the feeling I can't lose
Think I was born with these poor man blues

Drivin' this highway - it's 6am - road dividers are thumpin on like a train
And I'm 400 miles from the only home I've ever known
Beneath that satellite signal fire, I'm keepin' on
You're sleepin by my side and I switch it on to find how things are going.

News man this mornin' he says they're chippin' away
Without any warning - goodbye to U, S and A
But he don't convince me, I was born to believe
In hope beyond reason and my American Dream

Baby I'm dirty, I'm reckless and crude
I've run in the rat race and I've taken abuses
Won't promise you diamonds, I won't make no excuses
But I'm tellin' you darlin' I won't leave you
'Cause runnin' with you is my American Dream
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I never thought I'd be working like a slave
Holdin' down two jobs so I can get paid
Punch out my time sheet - quarter to three
Run up the road for my American Dream

Think I was born with these poor man blues

Sometimes I wonder about people like you
Handin' down orders, sit back, and watchin' us do 'em
Don't misunderstand me I ain't callin' you greedy
Just want me a piece of that American Dream

'Cause I've been wanting to know the feeling I can't lose
Think I was born with these poor man blues

Down at the car wash - all muscles and chrome
These back-home girls, they just won't leave me alone
I push them aside 'cause I've been hopin' to see you
Those pretty blue eyes are my American Dream

Baby I'm lookin' for someone like you to change all this bad luck I've fallen into
We'll run from this mad place and make our own rules
Then roll through the park every evening - And take in the view of my American Dream

I've been wanting to know the feeling I can't lose
Think I was born with these poor man blues

Drivin' this highway - it's 6am - road dividers are thumpin on like a train
And I'm 400 miles from the only home I've ever known
Beneath that satellite signal fire, I'm keepin' on
You're sleepin by my side and I switch it on to find how things are going.

News man this mornin' he says they're chippin' away
Without any warning - goodbye to U, S and A
But he don't convince me, I was born to believe
In hope beyond reason and my American Dream

Baby I'm dirty, I'm reckless and crude
I've run in the rat race and I've taken abuses
Won't promise you diamonds, I won't make no excuses
But I'm tellin' you darlin' I won't leave you
'Cause runnin' with you is my American Dream
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Writer: BRENDAN MICHAEL PERRY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: Joe Iadanza
Length: 4:14
Written by: BRENDAN MICHAEL PERRY

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