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I gazed upon you from the bleachers A creature so foreign to me With the stars and the stripes wrapped around you Well how could I know there was England below? I gazed upon you and I wondered Cheerleader with hair of red flame But that was first glance - I saw only the dance And the distance from New York to Yorkshire Truth's always stranger than fiction And here it's especially true Here in the home of Miss USA What's a wide-eyed English boy going to do? I never knew much about baseball But I was quick with the US cliché The crowd gave a roar and I don't know what for The Major League rules get me so confused Truth's always stranger than fiction The cheerleader showed me around You with the heart of the USA And me with the spite of a small English town Central Park after dark, is safe these days Depending on the game you play.. Songtexte America. House of Blues What do you know? Gimme the news. America. Shock and awe. Not any more. America I'm ready for you Tell me what to do Tell me what to do Tell me what to do. Aus Songtexte Mania