American Boys

Friday night boys and the P-B-R
Chasing Jack, getting wrecked
In small town bars
Youre a big city roller
In N-Y-C
A sharp dressed man
Just like ZZ
Harley ridin biker
In a leather jacket
I like riding *****
Or sittin on the back
Pretty boys at the university
Watching them walk
In their Levi jeans
I cant help but fall
God bless em all
American boys
Gotta love em, god I need em
God, Im one of em
Theyre my drug of choice
Yeah, yeah, yeah
American boys
Wanna slay em, wanna lay em
Wanna play em
Theyre my favourite toys
American boys
Metal head boys
In the back of a Camaro
Banging to Metallica
On the radio
From an all-star slut
To a punk like you
Weve got so many flavours
That I just cant choose
They rock the world
Of this American girl
American boys
Gotta love em, god I need em
God, Im one of em
Theyre my drug of choice
Yeah , yeah, yeah
American boys
Wanna slay em, wanna lay em
Wanna play em
Theyre my favourite toys
American boys
Ive been every where
And nothing compares
(American boys)
Aint nothing like em
Rock me like em, yeah
(American boys)
Now make a move
Do what you do
American boys
Gotta love em, god I need em
God, Im one of em
Theyre my drug of choice
Yeah, yeah, yeah
American boys
Wanna slay em, wanna lay em
Wanna play em
Theyre my favourite toys
American boys
American boys
Gotta love em, god I need em
God, Im one of em
Theyre my favourite toys
Yeah, yeah, yeah
American boys
Wanna slay em, wanna lay em
Wanna play em
Theyre my favourite toys
American boys
American boys