Lyrics: American Boys

Friday night, boys in the P.B.R.
Chasin' Jack
Getting' wrecked at
Small town bars

Big city rollers in the NYC
You're a sharp dressed roller
Just like C.C.

Harley ridin' biker in a leather jacket
Like, rotten bitch
You're sittin' on the back end

Pretty boys at the university
Watchin' them walk in their Levi jeans

(Yeah, yeah)
Can't help but fall
(Yeah, yeah)
God bless 'em all

American Boys
Gotta love 'em, gotta meet 'em, gotta want 'em
Their my drug of choice
Yeah, yeah, yeah
American boys
Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em, wanna play 'em
Their my favorite toys
American
American boys

Metal head boys in the back of a Camaro
Bangin' to Metallica on the radio

From an all-star stud
To a punk like you
We got so many famous
That we just can't choose

(Yeah, yeah)
They rock the world
(Yeah, yeah)
Of this American girl

American Boys
Gotta love 'em, gotta meet 'em, gotta want 'em
Their my drug of choice
Yeah, yeah, yeah
American boys
Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em, wanna play 'em
Their my favorite toys
American
American boys

Been everywhere, nothing compares
(American boys)
Nothing like 'em, rock me like 'em
(American Boys)
Come on make your move
(Yeah, yeah)
Do what ya do

American Boys
Gotta love 'em, gotta meet 'em, gotta want 'em
Their my drug of choice
Yeah, yeah, yeah
American boys
Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em, wanna play 'em
Their my favorite toys
American boys

American Boys
GOtta love 'em, gotta meet 'em, gotta want 'em
Their my drug of choice
Yeah, yeah, yeah
American boys
Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em, wanna play 'em
Their my favorite toys
American
American boys

American boys