We're all American girls And we love the life that we lead We're all American girls Hear what we say, know what we mean We're all American girls And we love the life that we lead We're all American girls Hear what we say, know what we mean The day has finally come We're reaching out for number one We've worked hard all of our lives It's a fight just to survive You'd better get this straight Wise up before it's too late We're not threatened by your lies Or your goodbyes We're all American girls And we love the life that we lead We're all American girls Hear what we say, know what we mean Sometimes the struggle gets rough You give your all, but it's not enough A vacant job at the top Don't let them tell you that right you're not We're not asking to reverse Roles so long rehearsed Give us an equal share That's just fair We're all American girls And we love the life that we lead We're all American girls Hear what we say, know what we mean We're all American girls And we love the life that we lead We're all American girls Hear what we say, know what we mean All American All American girls All American All American We're all American girls (all American) And we love the life that we lead (wise up before it's too late) We're all American girls Hear what we say, and know what we mean We're all American girls (yeah) And we love the life that we lead 'Cause we're all American girls Hear what we say, and know what we mean (yeah) We're all American girls And we love the life that we lead (wise up before it's too late) We're all American girls Hear what we say

Shade tassels, shake your ass We all do what we gotta do to pass In this world where they say: "It's not personal, it's business" Moving numbers from account to account Keeping secrets in an offshore fount My money is quick to count I got four dollars to my name You can do a lot with four American dollars You can do a lot with four American dollars You can do a lot with four American dollars No matter how much You get to have You will still die And that's the only thing You gotta have boots If you wanna lift those bootstraps You can do a lot with four American dollars You can do a lot with four American dollars You can do a lot with four American dollars Numbers on a screen mean nothin' to me We're on the same boat but different seats And how could you ever believe It's not personal it's business You were living in a cash stream Acting like it ain't obscene Can't fool me with that old routine Still got four dollars to my name Cash money's going so out of style Don't worry baby Gonna be enough to go around How 'bout I give you three And I only keep one for me (You can do a lot with four...) No matter how much You get to have You will still die And that's the only thing You gotta have boots If you wanna lift those bootstraps I don't believe in pennies and nickels and Dimes and dollars and pesos and pounds and Rupees and yen and rubles No dinero I don't believe in pennies and nickels and Dimes and dollars and pesos and pounds and Rupees and yen and rubles No dinero I don't believe in pennies and nickels and Dimes and dollars and pesos and pounds and Rupees and yen and rubles No dinero I don't believe in pennies and nickels and Dimes and dollars and pesos and pounds and Rupees and yen and rubles No dinero I don't believe in pennies and nickels and Dimes and dollars and pesos and pounds and Rupees and yen and rubles No dinero I don't believe in yen and rubles Dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero I don't believe in yen and rubles Dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero Rupees and yen and rubles, no dinero (Ooh, nice bass!) (We're good) (Yeah, we got this) (Could y'all repeat again?) (Alright guys, this is my my time to shine!)

She puts her makeup on like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies right in her hand She is paranoid, endangered species headed into extinction She is one of a kind, well, she's the last of the American girls She wears her overcoat for the coming of the nuclear winter She is riding her bike like a fugitive of critical mass She's on a hunger strike for the ones who won't make it for dinner She makes enough to survive for a holiday of working class She's a runaway of the establishment incorporated She won't cooperate, well, she's the last of the American girls She plays her vinyl records, singing songs on the eve of destruction She's a sucker for all the criminals breaking the laws She will come in first for the end of western civilization She's an endless war, she's a hero for the lost cause Like a hurricane in the heart of the devastation She's a natural disaster, she's the last of the American girls She puts her makeup on like graffiti on the walls of the heartland She's got her little book of conspiracies right in her hand She will come in first for the end of western civilization She's a natural disaster, she's the last of the American girls Aw yeah Alright Aw yeah

>From the time that I was born The walls of trouble I adorned Mama tried to teach me well But I was busy raisin' hell I've got a taste for fighting Hands as fast as lightning Can't you see the writing on the walls CHORUS: Troublemaker Always last in line Troublemaker, livin' on borrowed time I don't wait for Lady Luck, I take her Troublemaker They call me bad but I'm number one Watch out the good die young Spent my life runnin' wild Call me the devil's child Don't play with me cause I'm fire A loaded gun for hire My trigger finger's itching for the kill CHORUS >From the time that I was born It's like a scar that I have worn My mama tried to teach me well I was much too busy raisin' hell Got a taste for fighting Hands as fast as lightning Can't you see the writing on the wall CHORUS