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You can see her walking down on a city street. The American girl, she's got the passion in her eyes. She's got the blush on her cheeks, the American girl I love to watch her move, her body sways
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of the sky. What do you know about this world anyway? Ameri, Ameri, Ameri, Ameri, American. In collective fame. Ameri, Ameri, Ameri, Ameri, American. Nassau club day Ameri, Ameri, Ameri, Ameri
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She puts her boots and bandanna on. She has a hankering for Rolling Stones. She likes her vegetables home grown. A lot like the boy waiting out in the truck. . She'll take a hill like Roosevelt
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She puts her boots and bandanna on. She has a hankering for Rolling Stones. She likes her vegetables home grown. A lot like the boy waiting out in the truck. . She'll take a hill like Roosevelt
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the sun American nights. You kids are so strange. American nights. You're never gonna change Our magic is young. 'Cause we just begun. We light up the sky. Always on the run We live in the streets
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Dig deep down from Planet X, yeah. Thirteen ghosts in the devil's head. Step right up and feel the fire. Hardcore love of the never dead Call me the American nightmare. Call me the American dream
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Verse 1. Well, the rock still rolls. The beat goes on. after all of this time. Faces change but the song's the same. And it feels so fine, play it one more time CHORUS. They want American music
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ready now. For the harvest breed
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It's a popular song, an American popular song. And there's something about it, can't live without it. It's the tune of the day, somehow it takes you away. and it grabs you, and it holds you, feel
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The un-American. Needs a personal Jesus. Private insurance. An obedient wife. The un-American. Should really stop complaining. He oughta take a trip to Disney. Get his head on right. Buy a
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. Breathe in, this feeling. American, American oxygen. Refrain. American oxygen. Breathe in, this feeling. American, American Oxygen. Verse 1. Oh say can you see, this is the American Dream. Young girl
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it's a new breed. a new breed of evil. conceived in the moonlight. breathing fire sweet fallen angel. delectable stranger. and if you don't know me. then show me infernal walls. your perfect
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rock and roll, oh yeah. Yeah, yeah. . Gotta it in the blood. The kids American. Underneath the hood you know. The kids American. Cause he looks so good. The kids American. Cruising faster than
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Song She'S American - The 1975. A big town. Synthetic apparitions of not being lonely. "Look! He's having a breakdown. Oh what a let down, a shame, I think he might die!". She's dancing enthralling
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strain. With folk songs plaintive and others gay. In their own peculiar way. . American folk songs, i feel. Have a much stronger appeal. . The real American folksong is a rag. A mental jag. A
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American land Over there all the women wear silk and satin to their knees. And children, dear, the sweets, I hear, are growing on the trees. Gold comes rushing out the rivers straight into your hands
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tiSwing Swing. arthe all american rejects. al. SWING, SWING. The All American Rejects. Days swiftly come and go. I'm dreaming of her. She's seeing other guys. Emotions they stir. The sun is gone. The
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Everybody's talking 'bout the All-American. Knocking down walls like a bombardier again. Hair falling down like a razor blade. Breaking every heart by the way she played. Everybody talking 'bout
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tiHalf Breed. arShania Twain. al. My father married a Cherokee. My mother's people were ashamed of me. The Indian's said that I was white by law. The white man always called me Indian Squaw. Half
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Bài hát American Fun - The Stompers. Joanne she tries so hard she put heels on her feet. She’s abandoned her sneakers now she’s walking a brand new beat. She’s got a transistor radio logical mind
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I'm a red blooded redneck son of a *. I'm a god-damned American Capitalist. I'm gonna kill em all, don't give a *, license to hate. I'm the one shot, one kill, bringer of pain Chorus. I
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