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Drive, Drive, Drive (Fergie & The Steelheads) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · All-American Rejects [Bonus CD Sampler] (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · All-American Rejects [Bonus Track] (The All-American Rejects) · The All-American Rejects (The All-American Rejects) · The Very Best of Cockney Rejects (Cockney Rejects) · Devil's Rejects [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


I want a go I'm a free man here.

I'm an American boy.
Drive me a chevy ain't got no Peugeot.
My older brother was a gi-joe.
Red white and blue
watching drive-bys
Listening to the sad songs on the radio
It's a long way home

I feel like a reject from a freakshow
I'm kicking up the white trash from
all right
Take it easy baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl

It was kind of cold that night
She stood alone on her balcony
She
by
I watched the sun fall down in the canyons
I nearly met my maker in LA
I thought I'd seen it all
Until she showed me the American way
Oh,
yourself behind the wheel
And see if you can get that feel, oh,
Move faster by night, yeah,
Move faster by night, uhmm,
The windows were all shattered
that discovery

The queen of Spain, spends some change
Now Paris Hilton is pushing the range
Stars ride by while the chauffeur's drive
But all you
to your life
Toast to the night, start it off right

We all around the world living The American Dream 
We're all around the world living The American
easy baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl

Well, it was kind of cold that night
She stood alone on her balcony
Yeah, she could the cars
And on a star spangled night my love.
(you can rest) You can rest your head on my shoulder (shoulder). 
Out by the dawn's early light, my love 
(I will defend)
I don't need to be a global citizen
Because I'm blessed by nationality
I'm member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are
I don't need to be a global citizen
Because I'm blessed by nationality
I'm member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are
I don't need to be a global citizen
Because I'm blessed by nationality
I'm member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are
yeah, all right 
Take it easy baby 
Make it last all night 
She was an American girl 

It was kind of cold that night 
She stood alone on her
Take it easy baby
Make it last all night
She was an American girl

It was kind of cold that night
She stood alone on her balcony
She could the cars
yeah, all right 
Take it easy baby 
Make it last all night 
She was an American girl 

It was kind of cold that night 
She stood alone on her
American 
Buy, buy, buy... 
We'll stay up all night with the radio on 
Sleep all day, keep your clothes still on 
Whatever you do, be sure you by
to die

But taking everything that he's livin' by
And reject him from society all God's children ain't free
No reject him from society all God's
moss in the moonlight
Just another American Saturday night

There's a big toga party tonight down at Delta Chi
They've got Canadian bacon on they're
it all up 

It's a French kiss, Italian ice 
Margaritas in the moonlight (whoa) 
Just another American Saturday night 

You know everywhere has
late last night,
I don't think that thing was oiling right.
Baby please, baby please, I want to drive you home.

She shakes and shimmies all over
in the cradle 
And the other on the gas 
And we would run all night 
Tryin' to make each moment last 

And we'd ride through the darkness
I don't need to be a global citizen
Because I'm blessed by nationality
I'm member of a growing populace
We enforce our popularity
There are things
trust you 

Expatriated American feelin' so all alone
Telling themselves the same lies 
That they told themselves back home 

Down to the Banana
know they can't trust you
Expatriated americans feelin' so all alone
Telling themselves the same lies
That they told themselves back home

Down
a friend was still a dime

 And everything's been sold American
The early Times is finished and the want ads all are read
Everyone's been sold American