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He thought he was the King of AmericaWhere they pour Coca Cola just like vintage wineNow I try hard not to become hystericalBut I'm not sure if I am laughing or cryingI wish that I could push a buttonAnd talk in the past and not the present tenseAnd watch this hurtin' feeling disappearLike it was common senseIt was a fine idea at the timeNow it's a brilliant mistakeShe said that she was working for the ABC NewsIt was as much of the alphabet as she knew how to useHer perfume was unspeakableIt lingered in the airLike her artificial laughterHer mementos of affairs"Oh" I said "I see you know him""Isn't that very fortunate for you"And she showed me his calling cardHe came third or fourth and there were more than one or twoHe was a fine idea at the timeNow he's a brilliant mistakeHe thought he was the King of AmericaBut it was just a boulevard of broken dreamsLetras de cancionesA trick they do with mirrors and with chemicalsThe words of love in whispersAnd the acts of love in screamsI wish that I could push a buttonAnd talk in the past and not the present tenseAnd watch this lovin' feeling disappearLike it was common senseI was a fine idea at the timeNow I'm a brilliant mistake From Letras Mania