Got a one way ticket down a 2 way street
Got the wind in my hair and there’s dust on my feet
I’m just trying to make it in America
Only thing to my name is an old t-shirt
Faded 1985 from a Stones’ concert
And I’m dying to make it in America
And I’m singing the words to my favorite song
With the rag top down and my glasses on
And I’m driving straight through America
I wanna taste the sun
Cause baby I’m born to run
I got a feeling that I’m not the only one
I, I wanna show some skin
Yeah baby I need the ocean
And you can’t stop me now I’ve got my heart in motion
I want to make it in America
Make it in America