American Kids - Lori McKenna Lyrics
American Kids
Jack in her Cherry Coke town
Momma and daddy put the roots right here
'Cause this was where the truck broke down
Yellow dog school bus kicking up red dust
Picking us up by a barbed wire fence
MTV on the RCA, no AC in the vents
We were Jesus save me blue jean baby
Trailer park truck stop faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreaming, front seat leaning
Baby come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growing up in little pink houses
Making out on living room couches
Blowing that smoke on a Saturday night
A little messed up, but we're all alright
Baptist church parking lot, trying not to get caught
Take her home and give her your jacket
Makin' it to second base, but saying you went all the way
Monday afternoon at practice
Sister's got a boyfriend daddy doesn't like
Now he's sitting out back, 3030 in his lap
In the blue bug zapper light
We were Jesus save me blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreaming, front seat leaning
Baby come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growing up in little pink houses
Making out on living room couches
Blowing that smoke on a Saturday night
A little messed up, but we're all alright
We were Jesus save me blue jean baby
Born in the USA
Trailer park truck stop faded little map dots
New York to LA
We were teenage dreaming, front seat leaning
Baby come give me a kiss
Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone
Uptown down home American kids
Growing up in little pink houses
Making out on living room couches
Blowing that smoke on a Saturday night
A little messed up, but we're all alright