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I'm a proud daughter of a blue collar, hard working father. Bills piled up at the end of the month took just about every dollar. No silver spoon but the right attitude for getting it on my own, yeah. I ain't ever had daddy's money. Didn't come from the land of milk and honey. Everything I got, I got working to the bone to the bone to the bone. I ain't taking, I'm making my living. What's mine is mine, it ain't ever been given. I got it all honey, but I ain't ever had daddy's money, no.

Well I've always been the girl with stars in her eyes. Now they're saying there's a hole in my apple pie sky, but I just keep looking up. They say we're slipping down that slippery slope. Hard to hold onto faith when you're losing hope, but I ain't giving in to giving up. So yo, here we go, American dreaming. Free falling, free wheeling. Ya judges and ya haters can't stop this feeling. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Somebody loving, somebody leaving. But it's the same blood we're all bleeding. We all still looking for something to believe in. Y'all, it's called American dreaming. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ain't no way, there ain't no how. Ain't no way I could shut this down. Ain't no way I could live without you, you. Ain't no way, there ain't no how. Ain't no way I could shut this down. Ain't no way I could live without you, you. 'Cause, babe, I got no choice but to love you, to love you. I, I ain't got no choice but to love you. I ain't got no choice. Got no choice but to love you. I, I ain't got no choice but to love you ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. Got no choice but to love you to love you. I ain't got no choice, to love you, ooh. Got no choice but to love you. I ain't got no choice, babe. Choice but to love you.

Everywhere we go, everywhere we go, is like a hand out the window. 'Cause we're loving in slow-mo, moving in slow-mo. All you need to know, baby, all you need to know, is words don't do you justice no, no. So I'm gonna say just this, let me know now, you feel like a sunroof on a classic Mustang. Seventy five degrees outside with the summer sunshine on my face, hey. Sipping on cherry lemonade. Fall into your mirror shades. And I don't really need to know much more. You just make me feel this way. You make me feel this. You feel like a sunroof. Candy Apple Mustang. Candy apple red. Seventy five degrees outside. Singing throwback songs while you DJ. Sipping on cherry lemonade. Fall into your mirror shades. And I don't really need to know much more. You just make me feel this way. You make me feel this way. You make me feel this way. Feel like a sunroof, baby. Feel like a sunroof, baby. Feel like a sunroof, baby.

So this is for the girls all around the town whose daddies don't have it to throw it around. Don't let it hold you up. Don't let it slow you down. I ain't ever had daddy's money. Didn't come from the land of milk and honey. Everything I got, I got working to the bone to the bone to the bone, bone, bone. I ain't taking, I'm making my living. What's mine is mine, it ain't ever been given. I got it all honey, but I ain't ever had daddy's money, no. I ain't ever had daddy's money. I ain't ever had daddy's money. No.

Mama calls me up, says whatcha doing girl? I worry bout cha out there in this big crazy world. When you coming home, mama I can't say. I'm just living the dream in the US of A. So yo, here we go, American dreaming. Free falling, free wheeling. My brothers and my sisters y'all know this feeling. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Somebody loving, somebody leaving, but it's the same blood we're all bleeding. We all still looking for something to believe in. Y'all, it's called American dreaming. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, American dreaming. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, American dreaming. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, American dreaming.

Hearing gossip from my neighbors. We don't fit on papеr. From the bars to the church crowd, we're the talk of the whole town. No approval from my mama. Daddy's got a problem with your black leather jacket and your cigarette habit. But the sound of my name rolling off your tongue couldn't sound sweeter from anyone. This heart wants no one else and I can't help myself. I, I ain't got no choice but to love you. Got no choice but to love you. I, I ain't got no choice but to love you. Got no choice but to love you to love you, to love you, ooh. Got no choice but to love you. Choice but to love you.

I know it sounds kinda crazy, but that's thе only way I can say it. Being besides you just feels right, just feels right. Good old fashioned chemistry every time you're kissing me. When you're kissing me we ain't gotta label this thing to know 'cause I know. Yeah, I know that. You feel like a sunroof on a classic Mustang. Seventy five degrees outside with the summer sunshine on my face. You are my sunshine. Sipping on cherry lemonade. Fall into your mirror shades. And I don't really need to know much more. You just make me feel this way.