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Friday night boys, and their PBR Chasing jack, getting wrecked in small town bars Big city roller in NYC You're a sharp dressed man just like ZZ Harley riding biker in a leather jacket I like ridin' b*tch, oh, sittin' on the back yeah Pretty boys at the university Watchin' them walk in their Levi jeans Yeah yeah, can't help but fall Yeah yeah, God bless 'em all American boys, gotta love 'em God I need 'em, God I 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 Metal head boys in the back of a camero Bangin' to Metallica on the radio From an all star stud, to a punk like you We got so many flavors that I just can't choose Yeah yeah, they rock the world Yeah, yeah of this American girl American boys, gotta love 'em God I need 'em, God I 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 Nothin' like 'em, rock me like an American boy Come on make your move, do what you do American boys, gotta love 'em God I need 'em, God I 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, God I need 'em, God I want 'em They're my favorite toys Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah American boys, wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em, wanna play 'em They're my favorite toys American, American boys American boys |