All american bpys

Ripped Jeans, only drinks whiskey:
I find him by the fire while his girl was getting frisky, oh...
I say we go this road tonight

He smiles, his arms around her
But his eyes are holdin' me, just a captive to his wonder, oh...
I say we go this road tonight

Now I know that that's your girl; I mean no disrespect:
The way that shirt hugs your chest boy, I just won't forget
I'll be sittin' here, drinking my whiskey;
I won't say goodnight unless I think ya might miss me, oh...

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Be my All-American boy tonight
Where everyday's the 4th of July
And it's alright, alright
And we can keep this up 'til the morning light
And you can hold me deep in your eyes
It's alright, alright:
So be my, be my
My All-American boy Ripped jeans, tight shirt:
He lights a cigarette you know I'm glad that she can't stand it, oh...
I drink the moonlight from his eyes

Now hold there, just a moment
I want to take this in; now we don't need no photo of it, no...
We should go this road tonight

Now I know that that's your girl, and I don't give a damn
She's been cursin' and cryin'; she don't know what she has
So I'll be sittin' here, tryin' hold down my whiskey:
You tell your girl good night cause somebody'd like to kiss me, oh...

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Of all the girls and boys to look my way
Ain't no body ever hit me this way
So won't you come back with me
And lay with me a while

I'm gonna wrestle you out of them clothes
Leave that beautiful body exposed
And you can have my heart and my soul and my body:
Oh, be mine

Be my All-American boy tonight
Baby you light my fire
It's gonna be alright, alright

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