American Boy

Я играю на балалайке- Это самый русский инструмент, Я мечтаю жить на Ямайке - На Ямайке балалаек нет. И нету счастья в личной жизни, Проходят зря мои года, Ну где ж ты, принц мой заграничный? Приходи поскорей, я жду тебя! American boy, American Joy, American boy for always time. American boy, уеду с тобой, Уеду с тобой, Москва - прощай! American boy! Уеду с тобой! American boy. Я простая русская девчонка, Заграницей с роду не была. Ты американистый мальчонка, Увози меня - и все дела! Я буду плакать и смеяться, Когда усядусь в Mersedes, И буду в роскоши купаться, Приезжай поскорей за мной - я здесь! American boy, American Joy, American boy for always time. American boy, уеду с тобой, Уеду с тобой, Москва - прощай! American boy, Уеду с тобой, American American American boy American boy American boy American boy, American Joy, American boy for always time. American boy, уеду с тобой, Уеду с тобой, Москва - прощай! American boy, Уеду с тобой, American boy, American Joy, American boy for always time. American boy, уеду с тобой, Уеду с тобой, Москва - прощай! American boy, Уеду с тобой, American boy, American American boy

She's an American beauty I'm an American psycho She's an American beauty I'm an American I'm an American American psycho Oh-oh oh-oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I'm an American I'm an American I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho I think, I fell in love again Maybe I just took too much cough medicine I'm the best worst thing that hasn't happened to you yet The best worst thing (oh-oh-oh oh) You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out And you can kill me, kill me or let God sort 'em out And you can kill me, kill me or (oh-oh oh-oh) She's an American beauty I'm an American psycho She's an American beauty I'm an American I'm an American American psycho Oh-oh oh-oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I'm an American I'm an American I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho Oh-oh oh-oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I'm an American I'm an American I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho I wish I dreamt in the shape of your mouth But it's your thread count I really care about Stay up 'til the lights go out Stay up, stay up You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out You take the full, full truth, then you pour some out And as we're drifting off to sleep All those dirty thoughts of me They were never yours to keep, keep (whoa-oh-oh) Altered boys, altered boys We're the things that love destroyed (I'm an American, I'm an American) You, me, us, them We're just resurrection men (I'm an American, I'm an American) Us, we were only there, to make you live again (I'm an American, I'm an American) Us, we were pity sex, nothing more and nothing less (I'm an American) She's an American beauty I'm an American psycho She's an American beauty I'm an American I'm an American American psycho Oh-oh oh-oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh-oh Oh-oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh I'm an American I'm an American I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho (oh-oh oh-oh-oh...) I'm an American I'm an American I'm an American psycho I'm an American I'm an American I'm, I'm, I'm an American psycho

Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar And ooh la la, my American boy (Singing, singing, singing) And I met him back when I was out in California, hey He was playing in a band and She was dancing on a stage And he says that I'm the one But she's the one that got away And he never knew her real name Oh, and I don't mean to get so caught up And insecure 'bout all the things you say (Say, say, say, say) Oh, and I don't mean to be jealous It's just careless me Boy, I must drive you mad Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar And ooh la la, my American boy Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar And ooh la la, my American boy My American boy American, 'merican, 'merican boy You know, it's my American boy (Hey!) American, 'merican, 'merican boy You know, it's my American boy (Hey!) So I wanna know who's on your phone Making me paranoid, making me bad Making me sad, making me crazy Making me feel like I needed to ask I wanna know if you're at home And if you're at home, baby, are you alone? Are you alone? Answer your phone Oh, baby, no no no And I don't mean to get so caught up And insecure 'bout all the things you say (Say, say, say, say) Oh, and I don't mean to be jealous, It's just careless me Boy, I must drive you mad Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart (He breaks my heart) I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar And ooh la la, my American boy (Ooh, la, la, la, la) Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart (Yeah) I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar And ooh la la, my American boy (Singing, singing, singing) My American boy American, 'merican, 'merican boy (Oh, woah) You know, it's my American boy American, 'merican, 'merican boy (Oh) You know, it's my American boy Singing ooh la la, ooh la la I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar Ooh la la, he breaks my heart He do, now you're making me Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar, no And ooh la la, my American boy (Ooh la la la la) Singing, singing, singing Ooh la la, he breaks my heart (Yeah) I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar And ooh la la, my American boy (Boy, boy) My American boy American, my 'merican, 'merican boy You know it's my American boy (Boy) American, 'merican, 'merican boy You know it's my American boy

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American boy, American boy Said, "Hey, sister, it's really, really nice to meet ya" I just met this 5'7" guy who's just my type I like the way he's speaking, his confidence is peaking Don't like his baggy jeans, but I like what's underneath them And no, I ain't been to MIA I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits First let's see the West End, I'll show you to my bedroom I'm likin' this American boy, American boy Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American boy, American boy Can we get away this weekend? Take me to Broadway Let's go shopping baby then we'll go to a Café Let's go on the subway, take me to your hood I never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good Dressed in all your fancy clothes Sneakers looking fresh to death, I'm lovin' those shell toes Walkin' that walk, talk that slick talk I'm likin' this American boy, American boy Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American boy Would you be my love, my love? (Could you be mine?) Would you be my love, my love? (Could you be mine?) Could you be my love, my love? Would you be my American boy, American boy? Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day Take me to Chicago, San Francisco bay I really want to come kick it with you You'll be my American boy, American boy Oh, oh, some day (oh some day)