Erica America
Fremont street lies empty
A cleaning vehicle drew a line across my camera's lens

I whispered our names, Erica and Jens

Erica America

They demolished a frontier casino
And the day after the air smelled like popcorn and ladies' perfume
Sinatra had his %#@! figured out, I presume


Erica America
Erica America

Summer never ends here
I said to myself, as if that would make things better
Summer is exhausting me with its exhaust fumes and empty promises

And promises of no more empty promises

Erica America

I wish I'd never met you
Like I wish I'd never tasted wine
Or tasted it from lips that weren't mine

Now every drop tastes more bitter all the time

Erica America

Erica America
I wish I'd never met you
Like I wish I'd never tasted wine

Or tasted it from lips that weren't mine