
American Boy KIDZ BOP Kids
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Just another one champion sound
Me and you about to get down
Who the hottest in the world right now
Just touched down in London town
Bet they give me a pound
Tell them put the money in my hand right now
Tell the promoter we need more seats
We just sold out all the floor seats
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American boy, American boy
He said, "Hey, sister, it's really, really nice to meet ya"
I just met this four foot seven boy who's just my type
I like the way he's speaking, his confidence is peaking
Don't like his baggy jeans but I like the way he's thinking
And no, I ain't been to MIA
I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits
First let's see the West End, I'll show you all my best friends
I'm likin' this American boy, American boy
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American boy, American boy
Me and you about to get down
Who the hottest in the world right now
Just touched down in London town
Bet they give me a pound
Tell them put the money in my hand right now
Tell the promoter we need more seats
We just sold out all the floor seats
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American boy, American boy
He said, "Hey, sister, it's really, really nice to meet ya"
I just met this four foot seven boy who's just my type
I like the way he's speaking, his confidence is peaking
Don't like his baggy jeans but I like the way he's thinking
And no, I ain't been to MIA
I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits
First let's see the West End, I'll show you all my best friends
I'm likin' this American boy, American boy
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go someday
Take me to New York, I'd love to see L.A
I really want to come kick it with you
You'll be my American boy, American boy
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