Train ☆ All American Girl

To be that good
it must be taxin’
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 left over turkey
for the worlds mayonnaisey
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 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