American Boys

Friday night boys and the PBR Chasing Jack, getting wrecked In small town bars You're a big city roller In NYC You're a sharp dressed man Just like ZZ Holding right back in a leather jacket I like riding bitch Or sitting on the back Pretty boys at the university Watching them walk In their Levi jeans I can't help but fall God bless em all American boys Gotta love 'em, gotta need 'em Gotta want 'em They're my drug of choice Yeah, yeah, yeah American boys Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em Wanna play 'em They're my favorite toys American, American boys Metalhead boys In the back of a Camaro Banging to Metallica On the radio. From an All-Star stud To a punk like you We've got so many flavors That I just can't choose They rock the world Of this American girl American boys Gotta love 'em, gotta need 'em Gotta want 'em They're my drug of choice Yeah, yeah, yeah American boys Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em Wanna play 'em They're my favorite toys American, American boys I've been everywhere And nothing compares (American boys) Ain't nothing like em Rock me like em, yeah (American boys) Now make a move Do what you do American boys Gotta love 'em, gotta need 'em Gotta want 'em They're my drug of choice Yeah, yeah, yeah American boys Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em Wanna play 'em They're my favorite toys American boys American boys Gotta love 'em, gotta need 'em Gotta want 'em They're my drug of choice Yeah, yeah, yeah American boys Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em Wanna play 'em They're my favorite toys American, American boys