Nothing to Declare
Don't bother me with your customs cards
I got nothing from abroad
No romance, no precious stones
No sexy stories to take home
I went to Cairo
I went to Spain
I swam across the Magellan Strait
I looked for love
And all I got was this lousy t-shirt
I've got nothing to declare
Except my loneliness
I've got nothing to declare
N-O-T-H-I-N-G
Nothing of value here
Do your strip search, call your dogs
Spread my legs against the wall
Search my bags, check my soul
My total value is zero
I went to Tokyo
I went to Spain
I walked across the African Plains
I looked for love
And all I got was this lousy t-shirt
I've got nothing to declare
Except my loneliness
I've got nothing to declare
N-O-T-H-I-N-G
No fruit, no plants, no animals
No currency, no thing commercial
I've got nothing to declare
Nothing of value here
I'm a failed explorer with empty hands
A Don Quixote with jet lag
I've got nothing to declare
Except my love not used
I've got nothing to declare
N-O-T-H-I-N-G
No fruit, no plants, no animals
No currency, no thing commercial
I've got nothing to declare
Nothing of value here
I got nothing from abroad
No romance, no precious stones
No sexy stories to take home
I went to Cairo
I went to Spain
I swam across the Magellan Strait
I looked for love
And all I got was this lousy t-shirt
I've got nothing to declare
Except my loneliness
I've got nothing to declare
N-O-T-H-I-N-G
Nothing of value here
Do your strip search, call your dogs
Spread my legs against the wall
Search my bags, check my soul
My total value is zero
I went to Tokyo
I went to Spain
I walked across the African Plains
I looked for love
And all I got was this lousy t-shirt
I've got nothing to declare
Except my loneliness
I've got nothing to declare
N-O-T-H-I-N-G
No fruit, no plants, no animals
No currency, no thing commercial
I've got nothing to declare
Nothing of value here
I'm a failed explorer with empty hands
A Don Quixote with jet lag
I've got nothing to declare
Except my love not used
I've got nothing to declare
N-O-T-H-I-N-G
No fruit, no plants, no animals
No currency, no thing commercial
I've got nothing to declare
Nothing of value here
Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Hartman
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