I Like America-Noel Coward and Orchestra

I Like America - Noel Coward and Orchestra I don't care for China Japan's far too small I've rumbled the Rio Grande I hate Asia Minor I can't bear Bengal And I shudder to think Of the awful stink On the road to Samarkand It's really here Let's stink for smile on the road to Samarkand But I like America I have played around Every slappy-happy hunting ground And I find America-okay I've been about a bit But I must admit That I didn't know the half of it Till I hit the U S A No likely lass In Boston Mass From passion will recoil In Dallas Tex They talk of sex But only think of oil New Jersey dames Go up in flames Someone mentions-bed In Chicago Illinois Any girl meets a boy Giggles and shoots him dead But I like America Its Society Offers infinite variety And come what may Give me a holiday In the gold old U S A I've loathed every acre From Cannes to Canton I also deplore Bombay I've jeered at Jamaica And seen through Ceylon And exploded the myth Of those Flying Fith On the Road to Mandalay I'll never mith Those blasted fith On the road to Mandalay I like America I have traveled far From Northumberland to Zanzibar And I find America-okay I've roamed the Spanish Main Eaten sugar-cane But I never tasted cellophane Till I struck the U S A All delegates From Southern States Are nervy and distraught In New Orleans Those wrought-iron screens Are dreadfully overwrought Beneath each tree In Tennessee Erotic books are read And when alligators thud Through the Mississippi mud Sex rears its ugly head But I like America It's simplicity and it's passion for public city And come what may I shall return some day To the gold old U S A Hey hey hey hey