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von The Krayolas

Standing at the curb side
She′s waiting for her autobus
Juggling all her grocery bags
Like an octopus
A hundred degrees in the shade
And still robust
You catch yourself staring at her face
Is she one of us?

While you were making your plans
She was making her own
Lost in her American dream
She's just dreaming of home


Sitting right beside her you′ll find
She's so easy to blame
Cause she's taking all the jobs
And driving away the rain
And you can′t understand a single word
Of the music she plays
But at the end of the day you decide
You′re glad she came

While you were making your plans
She was making her own
Lost in her American dream
She's just dreaming of home

Home
Baby you are home
Baby you are not alone

Funny how the bus runs slower
At the end of the line
But Maria never worries
She′s learned it's a waste of time
A hundred degrees in the shade
She′s really made up her mind
She tells herself she's gonna buy
The very first car that she finds

While you were making your plans
She was making her own
Lost in her American dream
She′s just dreaming of home


She's not one for small talk
But you wonder what stories she'd tell
You′d like to ask her about that scar
But you see she ain′t feeling too well
A hundred degrees in the shade
All that traffic smells
Gonna make some money at the pulga
When there's something to sell

While you were making your plans
She was making her own
Lost in her American dream
She′s just dreaming of home

Home
Baby you are home
Baby you are not alone