Songtext von All American Boy

I got a '57 Chevy with 4 on the floor Glasspacks, cheater slicks, 454 Girls on the phone, girls at my door They just keep coming back for more I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy Got a pink Stratocaster and my band is hot A wild streak a mile wide that just won't stop Got a chain on my mirror made of beer can tops A chip on my shoulder, better not knock it off I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy Well, her eyes are blue and her skin is tanned The girl next to me thinks that I'm all hands And I'm gonna touch her everywhere I can I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy