In the London rain the sun called "Go West"   The American loves the way you speak English   And they watched you growing as their son for so long   How they long to embrace you, tell you, "This is home"      Beloved foreigner this your America   Wants you to stay forever   Beloved foreigner this your America   Wants you to stay forever      As you look down on the New York skyline   There's someone waiting for you among the crowd   He wants to be just like you, he wants to be a friend to you      Reach inside, and just be part of you   He saved the photographs, he read the magazines   Making you part of the city      Beloved foreigner someone to crucify   Breaking the heart of the city      In the London rain the sun called "Go West"   The Americans love to hear you speak English   He took your autograph   Spit out the magazine