West Side Story: America

Puerto Rico
My heart's devotion
Let it sink back in the ocean
Always the hurricanes blowing
Always the population growing

And the money owing
And the sunlight streaming
And the natives steaming
I like the island Manhattan
Smoke on your pipe
And put that in

I like to be in America
Okay by me in America
Everything free in America
For a small fee in America

Buying on credit is so nice
One look at us and they charge twice
I'll have my own washing machine
What will you have though to keep clean?
Skyscrapers bloom in America
Cadillacs zoom in America
Industry boom in America
Twelve in a room in America

Lots of new housing with more space
Lots of doors slaming in our face
I'll get a terrace apartment
Better get rid of your accent

Life can be bright in America
If you can fight in America
Life is all right in America
If you're all white in America

Here you are free and you have pride
Long as you stay on your own side
Free to be anything you choose
Free to wait tables and shine shoes

Everywhere grime in America
Organized crime in America
Terrible time in America
You forget I'm in America

I think I'll go back to San Juan
I know what boat you can get on (Bye Bye!)
Everyone there will give big cheers
Everyone there will have moved here