American detectives are on the TV
They check out what's going on on his bleak settee
And high up in this tower block up to the 10th floor
Are they all betrayed or rotten to the core?
There's no other way
I can't resist the system
Pan American Airways, you can land on his roof
You can also abuse his kitchen for your ugly junk food
Hey, you yankee soldier, I know you from Cambodia
Do you really forget the stories?
There's no other way
I can't resist the system
Writer(s): Peter Alan Waterman, Michael Stock, Matthew James Aitken
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