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When she was an American Girl, raised on promises |
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She couldn't help thinking that there |
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Was a little more to life, somewhere else |
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After all, it was a great big world, |
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With lots of places to run to, |
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And if she packed up, trying, |
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She got one little promise she was gonna keep |
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Oh yeah, alright |
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Take it easy baby, make it last all night |
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She was an American Girl! |
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Well, it was kinda cold that night, |
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She stood alone on her balcony |
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Yeah, she could hear the cars roll by on the road 41 |
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Like the waves crashing on the beach |
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Checked for one desperate moment there, |
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He crimped back in her memory |
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God, it's so painful something that's so close, |
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But still so far out of reach! |
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Oh yeah, alright |
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Take it easy baby, make it last all night |
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She was an American Girl! |
