Well, she was an American girlnRaised on promisesnShe couldn't help think ifnThere was a little more to life somewhere elsennAfter all, it was a great big worldnWith lots of places to run tonAnd if she had to die trying,nShe had one little promise she was going to keepnnOh, yeah, alrightnTake it easy, babynMake it last all night (last all night)nShe was an American girlnnWell, it was kinda cold that nightnShe stood alone on a balconynYeah, she could hear the cars roll by, on 441nBut the waves crashing on the beachnAnd for one desperate moment therenHe crept back in a memorynGod, it's so painfulnSomething that's so close,nIt's still so far out of reach