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Souvenirs Lyrics

Gretchen Peters

I set out like Kerouac
In my American car
Carryin' a dream and a road map
Deep in my American heart
But where's them mountain majesties
Where's those waves of grain
Billboards from sea to shining sea
Man, it ain't the same

I've been searching for the promised land
But it's just another neon come-on roadside stand
Little tin toys that fall apart
That's all they got here
I come all this way to find my heart
All I get is souvenirs

They got Mount Rushmore on a cup
Everybody needs one of those
For a dollar more they'll fill it up
You can drink out of Lincoln's nose
They got the Hard Rock T-shirts
They got Elvis too
Sooner or later mark my words
They're gonna get you

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Baby I believed in you
I thought you believed in me
I thought we had a love that's true
Not a close facsimile
Now I don't want your dime store ring
Turns my finger green
I don't want your dimestore love
I want the real thing

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