American boys
Friday night boys in the PBRChasing Jack, getting wrecked in small town barsBig city roller in NYCYou're a sharp dressed man just like ZZ
Harley riding biker in a leather jacketLike riding bitchYou're sitting on the back, yeahPretty boys at the universityWatch them walkIn their Levi jeans
Yeah, yeahI can't help but fallYeah, yeahGod bless 'em all
American boysGotta love 'em, gotta need 'emGotta want 'emThey're my drug of choiceYeah, yeah, yeahAmerican boysWanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'emWanna play 'emThey're my favourite toysAmerican, American boys
Metalhead boys in the back of a CamaroBanging to Metallica on the radioFrom an all-star stud to a punk like youWe've got so many flavours that I just can't choose
Yeah, yeahThey rock the worldYeah, yeahOf this American girl
American boysGotta love 'em, gotta need 'emGotta want 'emThey're my drug of choiceYeah, yeah, yeahAmerican boysWanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'emWanna play 'emThey're my favourite toysAmerican, American boys
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I've been every whereAnd nothing compares(American boys)Ain't nothing like 'emRock me like 'em, yeah(American boys)
Come on, make a moveYeah, yeahDo what you do
American boysGotta love 'em, gotta need 'emGotta want 'emThey're my drug of choiceYeah, yeah, yeahAmerican boysWanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'emWanna play 'emThey're my favourite toysAmerican boys
American boysGotta love 'em, gotta need 'emGotta want 'emThey're my favorite toysYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahAmerican boysWanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'emWanna play 'emThey're my favorite toysAmerican, American boysAmerican boys