Songtext von The bachelorette

Humble and sweet, she walks down the street like a princess looks out of the frame when I call her name and her senses she is looking for a strong arm someone who can tell her Santa Claus is coming here to stay She tells me she's a bachelorette she doesn't look at me as a threat she poses in a picture in the backseat I´m driving her home she teaches not to stare at the sun remember to forget everyone then she is gone American smile, be sure that she is picking the right one Her dress is a white one exposing the topic in her mind We speak 'til I'm exhausted, A modern way of crying Ignorance is always on our side she is just one of us, with one of those plastic smiles that's gonna make it happen we have to make it happen a perfect world on television desperate need for recognition -somebody, love her -somebody, come and love her