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If Australia Was The Fifty-First State

 

If Australia was the fifty-first state,

As American citizens, wouldn't we all be great?

There'd be mom and apple pies,

As American flags would rise,

And a Disneyland in Canberra, I can't wait,

If Australia was the fifty-first state.

 

There'd still be Digger Hats, Vegemite and Meat Pies,

And Koalas, Kookaburras, and Wallabyes.

But they'd be there for the world to see 'em,

At the Australiana museum,

With admission only five dollars U.S. at the gate,

If Australia was the fifty-first state.

 

The President could have a summer home in Cairns,

And wouldn't the U.S. Army sure look good with tans,

And football would be the fad,

Only with helmets and shoulder pads,

And tourism would certainly escalate,

If Australia was the fifty-first state.

 

There's be Jimmy Carter and Joh Bjelke, arm-in-arm,

Swappin' stories about their good 'ol peanut farms,

And Australian movies would gain,

With an American actor at the reins,

And America's Cup wouldn't have to emigrate,

If Australia was the fifty-first state.

 

 

If Australia was the fifty-first state,

As American citizens, wouldn't we all be great?

There'd be mom and apple pies,

As American flags would rise,

And a Disneyland in Canberra, (or is it TOO LATE?)

If Australia was the fifty-first state.

 

 

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