Lyrics: America's Suitehearts

You could have knocked me out with a feather. I know you've heard this all before, but we're just Hell's neighbors. Why, why, why won't the world revolve around me? Build my dreams, trees grow all over the streets. But I don't know much about classic cars, But I've got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke. Down, set, one, Hut, hut, hike, Media Blitz Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts! But I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins. Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts! But I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins. You can bow and pretend that You don't, don't know you're a legend. Time, time, time hasn't told anyone else yet. Let my love loose again. But I don't know much about classic cars, But I've got a lot of friends stuck on classic coke. Down, set, one, Hut, hut, hike, Media Blitz Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts! But I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins. Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts! But I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins. You could have knocked me out with a feather I know you've heard this all before Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts! But I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins. Lets hear it for America's Suitehearts! But I must confess, I'm in love with my own sins. Suitehearts Let's hear it for, Let's hear it Suitehearts Let's hear it for, Let's hear it Suitehearts