Lyrics:

She doesn't eat, she doesn't sleep
For if she slept then she would dream about this:
A place where she'd be treated with respect and sympathy
The American girl
Set her sights on the old world
Thinking in the old world she'd find honesty

And so she blew in like a breath of fresh air
Captivating all around her;
And as she passed she left a trail of heartbreak in her wake
The American girl
Cut her teeth on the old world
All at once the old world hers upon a plate
And fascinated by her face
The old world sealed her fate

She felt she'd come home across the sea
This was where she was meant to be

She didn't understand the potency of envy
So ingrained in the culture
And soon she found contempt had grown from her familiarity
She doesn't eat, she doesn't sleep
She lies awake and wonders how this happened
The American girl
Stubbed her toe on the old world
And the old world's unforgiving rigidity

Well times got hard
And talk came cheap;
She found that finally
Something wasn't right across the sea...
Now she's stateless in all but her memory