All-American Girl - Carrie Underwood

To be that good, it must be taxin' There's no such thing as satisfaction You're makin' things happen while I'm relaxin' Like a Sunday afternoon My dad used to tell me I was lazy I got dance moves like Patrick Swayze I'm the leftover turkey for the world's mayonnaise The star next to the moon Now I know I'm just here to amuse you And I don't mean to abuse you But if I could just use you one more time Tell me what it's like to be the queen of it all The Neiman Marcus of the Mall And tell me what it's like to be the one and only All American Girl Now, I never had a supernatural feelin' Not to mention a sexual healin' But every now and then I get to the kneelin' To thank Him for it all But you probably got some inside connection So many numbers that you gotta Rolodex them So much muscle that you never gotta flex them To catch you when you fall And I know I'm just here to amuse you And I don't mean to confuse you But if I could just use you one more time Tell me what it's like to be the house on the hill The number one diet pill And tell me what it's like to be the one and only All American Girl Now I bet you won't say you get crazy Or that you don't shave your legs when you're lazy Or that you're just like everybody else in the world You just got lucky, that's all And I know you're not here to amuse me But you sure know how to confuse me So if I could just ask you once again To tell me what it's like to be a star on the rise A breakfast cereal prize And tell me what it's like to be the one and only All American Girl The All American Girl The all amazing, crazy girl

She wakes up in the morning With a pain in her jet blackhead A decaf coffee in her hand And a Marlboro red She drives down to the office In her Japanese car With the radio blasting She dreams of taking it too far But today she'll pay the bills She won't think about the thrills That pass away She's an all American girl An all American girl And she will live and die in this man's world An all American girl Her eyes are black as leather And her hair is killer red How could she keep the baby When she can barely keep her head She don't owe nobody nothing And she ain't on the street But these drinks are getting heavy And these tips are getting weak She don't understand Why she can't climb out of the sand And breakaway She's an all American girl An all American girl And she will live and die in this man's world An all American girl Her lover never came home And it's half past three Today her best friend told her He's HIV Something's gotta give somewhere Forcing circles into squares She keeps pushing on She's an all American girl An all American girl And she will live and die in this man's world An all American girl (Hey) She's an all American girl She's an all American (Hey ay ay) She's an all American girl She's an all American (Hey ay) She's an all American girl

See you stand in a corner Eyes on the floor Mine are glued to you, darling We aren't having fun Take my hand Let's run away Dance on the sand Stay awake Watch the stars til sunrise Show me around Colorado Baby take me to Miami Golden beach waves tangling my neck And I can't get enough of it Following no matter where you go I don't care where as long as you keep me close I can't take more guess I gotta let you know Won't you be my American girl So we're running from the crowded Cities and lights No plan, nothing but music And words to go by Take my hand Let's make it last Hearts of glass Only are Meant for each other Show me around Colorado Baby take me to Miami Golden beach waves tangling my neck And I can't get enough of it Following no matter where you go I don't care where as long as you keep me close I can't take more guess I gotta let you know Won't you be my American girl

Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday (Oh, someday) Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA I really want to Come kick it with you (Oh, oh) You'll be my American boy (Ayy) Hey, where's Rolo? (Yo, wait!) H-Hand on the heater, they all gonna freeze like a mannequin I lowkey feel like the man again Why she be thinking I'm nice, I'll play her like a mandolin She gon' end up as a fan again Everyone's mad cus' I'm young and I'm up And I feel like I'm Carti, got red in my cup Got your ex in my DM'S, she thinking we sum' I told her, girl, no, I ain't feeling the love Ain't talking Estelle's "American Boy" She wish she could be my American girl But she lowkey someone that I would avoid She's wanting my sweatshirt, ain't talking 'bout Earl They saying "ayy, steezy, you making a hit bro" I-I got the FN, I aim at your hip, bro I'm never lacking, I'm keeping it loaded Feel like myself because I gotta focus Take off his legs Now he gon' need him a "Cain" And I'm not talking bout Abel They act like they all knew my name Before the fame They treat me like I'm a fable I ain't even dropped in like half a year But I'm still making more streams than you That's pretty sad, bro I'm playing games with you, this ain't no Hasbro It made me laugh, though I'm gonna pull up, I put the red dot on your head N-N-Now you a vegetable Thought you knew that was expectable Beam to his head, now that boy going dummy W-Wockhardt in my cup, it go to my tummy I gotta fo Oh, wait, that's the wrong song Mess with my crew, homie, you can be gone I-I just listened to your music, it sounds so generic I yawned H-Hand on the heater, they all gonna freeze like a mannequin I lowkey feel like the man again Why she be thinking I'm nice, I'll play her like a mandolin She gon' end up as a fan again Everyone's mad cus' I'm young and I'm up And I feel like I'm Carti, got red in my cup Got your ex in my DM'S, she thinking we sum' I told her, girl, no, I ain't feeling the love Ain't talking Estelle's "American Boy" She wish she could be my American girl But she lowkey someone that I would avoid She's wanting my sweatshirt, ain't talking 'bout Earl They saying "Ayy, steezy, you making a hit bro" I-I got the FN, I aim at your hip, bro I'm never lacking, I'm keeping it loaded Feel like myself because I gotta focus

Sittin' there wrapped up tight in your flannel button-up With your arms around me Watchin' those flames dance high where nobody could find us Oh, but you sure found me Yeah, we were lightin' that fire Heatin' up the sky like a July rocket No, we never got tired We'd stay up all night and watch it Burn Like whiskey in my glass Even though it's sittin' on ice It's always gonna burn Little too hot real fast Like when you were mine, yeah That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Every time I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn Riding 'round rag top down Little beach town Weekend on the water Under that gold moonshine Your lips on mine Couldn't get no hotter Yeah, we were soakin' it up Buzzin' on love and margaritas When I see the sand and the sun The salt in the air, I swear, I feel the Burn Like whiskey in my glass Even though it's sittin' on ice It's always gonna burn Little too hot real fast Like when you were mine, yeah That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Every time I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn, yeah Hmm, it's always gonna burn just like this whiskey It's always gonna burn and make me wonder if you miss me That's the thing about your memory It's keeping me warm, but it's killing me Baby, when I think about you now Even though our love died out It's always gonna burn, burn, burn It's always gonna burn, burn, burn

I'm not supposed to be thinking 'bout you, lying here in this bed Too much has gone wrong and we should move on That's what we both said There's a million reasons why we said goodbye Why we couldn't try, couldn't fight for it anymore Put your ring in the back of the dresser drawer And we closed that door So why am I 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, But then we do the same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Backsliding, I'm backsliding Well, I heard that you've been hangin' around with someone new Yeah, word gets around in such a small town Bet you heard I'm seein' someone too There's a million reasons why we should be happy Not lookin' back, livin' in the past anymore But they ain't addin' up, I guess they ain't enough 'Cause here I am At 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, but then We do the same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Backsliding, I'm backsliding And we keep pushing, pulling back, sliding Pushing, pulling, slipping back, sliding I keep asking myself, keep asking myself Why do I need you and nobody else? If we're not meant to be then why do we keep backsliding? And why am I 2 A.M. pickin' up my phone And you're standin' in my porch light Backsliding Wearin' your old t-shirt in the mornin', it feels so right Backsliding We say we won't, oh but then we do, yeah The same old thing fallin' right back in Say it's gonna be the last time Backsliding, I'm backsliding Yeah, yeah I'm backsliding, yeah Backsliding Why do we keep backsliding? I can't help it, I'm backsliding I need you, I'm back sliding Why do we keep backsliding? Backsliding Backsliding Backsliding Backsliding