Get away from my old life Looking out for a new life All I've got is hands like a carpenter I met a woman in a tune yard And now I'm sitting on a Cunard With my hands like a carpenter And it feels sweet Sitting pretty on a sailboat seat And I feel so happy I want to live in America with ya I want to come and whistle your tune-a I want to stroll all the streets around Rochester Giving high-fives to all the people And when I get back to the UK I want my friends and family to say "Hey man, I love your style!" Say I owe it all to Haley ♪ And we get married in the springtime I make the altar and it's so fine Lathe it off like a carpenter And we can move to Jersey Have twins called Elizabeth and Mercy They've both got eyes like a carpenter It feels nice Sitting here in the dead of night And I feel so lucky (hey!) I want to live in America with ya I want to come and whistle your tune-a I want to stroll all the streets around Rochester Giving high-fives to all the people And when I get back to the UK I want my friends and family to say "Hey man, I love your style!" Say I owe it all to Haley Put the chicken in the fridge And book imaginary holidays With Fela Kuti and the Ivory Coast So far away And we could be so happy But instead I'm at home Filled with drunken paranoia ♪ I want to live in America with ya I want to stroll all the streets around Rochester And when I get back to the UK I want my friends and family to say "Hey man, I love your style!" Say I owe it all to Haley