Song Description

A true story about a guy named Dan who married a Japanese girl with unpleasant results.

Lyrics

The Foreign Exchange

Daniel-san stood out in the Ginza
Blonde hair, blue-eyed American
Japanese girls wanna buy a ticket out

One minute he?s counting his money
Next thing he?s counting all the hoops
That you gotta jump through
To make a Japanese girl an American bride

Oh oh, oh oh

He?s down on one knee making his play
She?s cool and calculating
What will she say when she gives herself away?
On the foreign exchange

Stateside, settle down, she?s a citizen
He?s sixty credits away from an MBA
And all the Wall Street suits come around for the payday

Eighty hours a week at the company
Dan?s gotta do what a man?s gotta do
When a woman?s gotta have her high class digs in Gramercy Park

Oh oh, oh oh

He?s working hard to pay the man
She?s sneaking all around whenever she can
With some dude who isn?t Dan
On the foreign exchange

When the lawyers get involved it?s such a sweet thing
A lifelong promise is reduced to someone?s billable hours
You?re standing naked and she?s decked out in her bling bling
That?s what you get for trading on the foreign exchange

Dan quits the job at the company
Gets an agent, snap some headshots
Whitens those teeth, buffs those pecs, and starves for art

You can?t get blood from a stone
She says get my lawyer on the phone
I?m alone
And I want half of everything you own
On the foreign exchange

She picked our hero to the bone
He?s alone
He lost half of everything he owned
On the foreign exchange