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Drivin' on the right side road
He says I'm pretty wearing his clothes
And he's got hands that make hell seem cold
Feet on the dashboard, he's like a poem I wish I wrote
I wish I wrote
When he laughs at all my jokes and he says I'm so American
Oh, God, it's just not fair of him to make me feel this much
I'll go anywhere he goes, and he says I'm so American
Oh, God, I'm gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up
I might just be in lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
God, I'm so boring and I'm so rude
Can't have a conversation if it's not all about you
The way you dress and the books you read
I really love my bed, but, man, it's hard to sleep
When he's with me, when he's with me
When he laughs at all my jokes and he says I'm so American
Oh, God, it's just not fair of him to make me feel this much
I'll go anywhere he goes, and he says I'm so American
Oh, God, I'm gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up
I might just be in lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-love
I apologize if it's a little too much, just a little too soon
But if the conversation ever were to come up
I don't wanna assume this stuff
But ain't it love? Think I'm in love
When he laughs at all my jokes and he says I'm so American
Oh, God, it's just not fair of him to make me feel this much
I'll go anywhere he goes, and he says I'm so American
Oh, God, I'm gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up
I might just be in lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-, lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
(Okay)
(Stop it! Ah)






