Letra de All American Boy

I got a ‘57 Chevy with four on the floor Glass packs, cheeter slicks, 454 Girls on the phone, girls at my door They just keep comin' back for more CHORUS: 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 Wild streak a mile wild 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 CHORUS Well her eyes are blue and her skin is tan The girl next to me, thinks that I'm all hands And I'm gonna touch her everywhere I can CHORUS