Kenny Chesney - American Kids Lyrics

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Double wide, quick stop Midnight, tea top Jack in her cherry coke town Mama and daddy put the roots right here Cause this is where the car broke down Yellow dog school bus, kicking up red dust Picking us up by a barbed wire fence MTV on the RCA, no AC in the vents We were Jesus save me, blue-jean baby, born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, made of little map dots, New York to L.A. We were teenage dreaming, front seat leaning Baby come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down on American kids Growing up in little pink houses Making out on living room couches Blowing that smoke on Saturday night A little messed up but we're all alright That was church parking lot, trying not to get caught Take her home and give her your jacket Making it to second base was saying you went all the way Monday afternoon at practice Sister's got a boyfriend daddy doesn't like Now he's sitting out back, thirty-thirty in his lap In the blue bud's apple light We were Jesus save me, blue-jean baby, born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, made of little map dots, New York to L.A. We were teenage dreaming, front seat leaning Baby come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down on American kids Growing up in little pink houses Making out on living room couches Blowing that smoke on Saturday night A little messed up but we're all alright Kenny Chesney - American Kids Lyrics, Country Lyrics, free music online, t shirts

Double wide, quick stop
Midnight, tea top
Jack in her cherry coke town

Mama and daddy put the roots right here
Cause this is where the car broke down
Yellow dog school bus, kicking up red dust
Picking us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no AC in the vents

We were Jesus save me, blue-jean baby, born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, made of little map dots, New York to L.A.
We were teenage dreaming, front seat leaning
Baby come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down on American kids
Growing up in little pink houses
Making out on living room couches
Blowing that smoke on Saturday night
A little messed up but we're all alright

That was church parking lot, trying not to get caught
Take her home and give her your jacket
Making it to second base was saying you went all the way
Monday afternoon at practice
Sister's got a boyfriend daddy doesn't like
Now he's sitting out back, thirty-thirty in his lap
In the blue bud's apple light

We were Jesus save me, blue-jean baby, born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop, made of little map dots, New York to L.A.
We were teenage dreaming, front seat leaning
Baby come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down on American kids
Growing up in little pink houses
Making out on living room couches
Blowing that smoke on Saturday night
A little messed up but we're all alright

Kenny Chesney - American Kids Lyrics, Country Lyrics, free music online, t shirts