[00:37.120]Erica America
[00:40.850]Fremont street lies empty
[00:44.720]A cleaning vehicle drew a line across my cameras lens
[00:57.870]I whispered our namesErica and Jens
[01:06.080]Erica America
[01:09.570]They demolished a frontier casino
[01:13.840]And the day after the air smelled like popcorn and ladies' perfume
[01:25.780]Sinatra had his shit figured out, I presume
[01:35.390]Erica America
[01:43.670]Erica America
[01:47.800]Summer never ends here
[01:51.630]I said to myself, as if that would make things better
[02:00.600]Summer is exhausting me with its exhaust fumes and empty promises
[02:12.920]And promises of no more empty promises
[02:19.180]Erica America
[02:25.170]I wish I'd never met you
[02:28.750]Like I wish I'd never tasted wine
[02:33.070]Or tasted it from lips that weren't mine
[02:42.140]Now every drop tastes more bitter all the time
[03:18.230]Erica America
[03:25.270]Erica America
[03:28.390]I wish I'd never met you
[03:33.540]Like I wish I'd never tasted wine
[03:37.750]Or tasted it from lips that weren't mine