He says: “OH MY GOD, YOU LOOK JUST SHAKIRA! NO, NO! YOU’RE CATHERINE ZET

American dream is the american queen
American queen is the american dream

She is a polish girl in america
tall, tanned hot blonde called Anya
I asked her “Why would you want to be a Hollywood wife?”
“Because I don’t wanna end up living in a dive on Vine”

Air hostesses doing gossip magazine crosswords
on a flight to old L.A.
39 years old with a mile-high sheen
trying to stimulate a mind
that is slowly starting to decay
I itch my skin to stand up and say
“Lady, I know why your thoughts turned grey”

Hollywood infected your brain
You wanted kissing in the rain
Living in a movie scene
Puking American dreams
I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America
I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America

fat security making plays for me
soon as I touch down in old LA
He says “OH MY GOD, YOU LOOK JUST SHAKIRA
NO, NO! YOU’RE CATHERINE ZETA!”
“Actually, my name’s Marina”

Your mind is just like mine
All filled up with things benign
you’re looking for the golden light

Hollywood infected your brain
You wanted kissing in the rain
Living in a movie scene
Puking American dreams
I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America
I’m obsessed with the mess that’s America

American dream is the american queen
American queen is the american dream