All come to look for America Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together I've got some real estate here in my bag So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies And we walked off to look for America Cathy I said as we boarded a Greyhound

A who da man dat love Never, ever, ever gonna let you go Once I get my hands on you Ooh, boy, I love you so Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine (Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine) Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover I'm guaranteed to

Girlie, girlie (Mr. Lover) Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover, Mr. Lover Luv me, luv me, luv me, sex machine I'm guaranteed to make you moan and scream (Lover, lover)

Just friends, lovers no more Just friends, but not like before To think of what we've been and not to kiss again Seems like pretending it isn't the ending Two friends drifting apart Two friends, but one broken heart We loved, we laughed, we cried, and

Lover come back to me When I remember every little thing You used to do Every road I walk along I walk along with you No wonder I am lonely The sky is blue The moon is new But love is old