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Gives You Hell (The All-American Rejects) · Gives You Hell [Digital Single] (The All-American Rejects) · Gives You Hell Remixes (The All-American Rejects) · 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) – and 90 other albums »


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
need it
So give it to me a little piece of the American dream
Hold on to your own ambition
Keep it till the day you die 

All you need is
behaves
He'll feed you every little line he can
A good man stands by his word

It's this quick
All I need is a colour and some lipstick
Number in your
of pride and strength
That's exactly what he's turned into

He'll fight tooth and nail for his family
Give the shirt off his back for a friend in need
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 keep Vietnam free
For good old de-em-moc-ra-cy (Diem-ocracy)
That means rule by one family
And 15,000 American troops, give or take a few
Thousand
something to do
And you were nothing but a lonely all-American girl
But you were something like a dream come true
I was a varsity tackle and a hell
to keep Vietnam free
For good old de-em-moc-ra-cy (Diem-ocracy)
That means rule by one family
And fifteen thousand American troops, give or take a few
all-American boy
Looking out for something to do
And you were nothing but a lonely all-American girl
But you were something like a dream come true

I was
a lonely all-American girl
But you were something like a dream come true
I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block
And when I played my guitar I made
I can see that you can't see
The blind leads the blind
One voice one mind
Guess you bought the facade
So give up you soul to the TV god now
No
the head, not! 
And maybe she just made a mistake 
And I should give her a break 
But my heart will ache either way 
Hey, what the hell, what you want me
something to do
And you were nothing but a lonely all-American girl
But you were something like a dream come true
I was a varsity tackle and a hell
something to do
And you were nothing but a lonely all-American girl
But you were something like a dream come true
I was a varsity tackle and a hell
the head, not! 
And maybe she just made a mistake 
And I should give her a break 
But my heart will ache either way 
Hey, what the hell, what you want me
a mistake
I should give her a break
My heart will ache either way
Hey, what the hell
Watcha want me to say
I wont lie that I cant deny

I did it all for
Papi got them freighters
Now either he gon', give 'em to me, or a nigga gon' take 'em
The dope game's just too overrated
And to tell why'all the truth
a drug deal gone wrong
Figured out a lot, you won't be that way long
Plus, you niggas is bush leaguers
And I bet y'all ain't get no bush either
My hood
a drug deal gone wrong

Figured out a lot, you won't be that way long
Plus, you n****s is bush leaguers
And I bet why'all ain't get no bush either
My
the American dream
And these American streets listen close as they speak
The next time you think America please include me

Help the ones that are weak
All
hell or into prison
 Wake up and listen, this is what you're missing
 Free will, we can't seem to get our fill
 We are beggars, we are choosers drunk
subpoenas
Hell nah you ain't seen a crew genius
Murder whoever's between us, pack your heaters
Keep it close, you can't beat us
While your whole crew treat us
give a fuck
Patience, don't be sayin that, sling the dopest rhymes like crack
Take a look around you, all your boys is layin on they back
Makin noise
But when you hear my rhyme, it's convincible
I don't take no shorts while I'm constructin the ground
That makes y'all move
Around to my hell of a sound
[Professor X]
Come one, come all. We have the elixir that cures all that ails you
Traveling the four corners of the road. Straight from the well,