Lyrics:
America
From little America
From little America
From little America
From little America
From little America
From little America
From little America
America
From little America
From little America
From little America
From little America
From little America
From little America
From little America
Little America
Close to the bone
Somewhat free
But mostly stoned
One foot on the platform
One foot on the train
In Little America with what little remains
I'm lovin' it, I shoveled shit all my life, and now I'm dumping it on
White America
I could be one of your kids
White America
Little Eric looks
This is not America
A little piece of you (American dream, I'm your worst nightmare)
A little peace in me
A little piece of you (this is not
sequence
and yell out for existence
i'Cause racism is breaking us up
stop sweeping it under the rug
America's dirty little secret, America's dirty little
America)
(Sha da da da da da ooh hey hey) (my Miss America)
Little girl, just in your teens (you're my Miss America)
Little girl, you're in my dreams
America)
(Sha da da da da da ooh hey hey) (my Miss America)
Little girl, just in your teens (you're my Miss America)
Little girl, you're in my dreams
oh so well
Blowing the blues all night
I thought I hard someone say
Stars never fade
And everyone's dying to play
In Little America
We
Honeysuckle scents fond memories of time well spent
Twilight sky high above my head
In Gods little corner of America
This is where I said my prayers
here
Whoa, whoa, everybody's dreaming big
Whoa, whoa, everybody's just getting by
That's how it goes in every day America
A little town with a great big
standing in the harbour, this is America, we try a little harder. Oh, this is America, ah. We set the standards and everyone will follow, we've got our own
will come boys
Sell it and they will come
So Dionne, Cher, and all
My late-night friends
I drink to your health
And Tony Little, America's personal
Tonight the riots begin
On the back streets of America
They kill the dream of America
Little black girl gets assaulted
Ain't no reason why
Newspaper
Little Miss America by Josh Orange
She’s sucking on a cigarette coz she likes how it feels
Its ten minutes out from the grind of the wheel
She tried
before
From Panama to Texas señor
Ritmo sabroso que te traigo yo
Make America Hot
Make America Hot Hot
Make America Hot
Make America Hot Hot Hot
Little by
I can do this all day
People might just need a little old-fashioned
That is America's AAASS
I can do this all day
People might just need a little
gaba gaba
Another bird from the burque she go gobble gobble
That Booty wobble wobble
The way she waddle waddle
Little Ms. America
Ooh Ms. America
Yeah
rock in America
Little sister makes a move for the door
though it squeeks she's on the second floor
her daddy winks, is everything ok
not a sound
lookin' for a man and so much more
But her Uncle Sam sent him off to war
[Chorus]
And Little Miss America, in all of your glory
She love
rock in America
Little sister makes a move for the door
The door squeaks, she's on the second floor
Her daddy wakes, "Is everything okay?"
Not
rock in America
Little sister makes a move for the door
The door squeaks, she's on the second floor
Her daddy wakes, "Is everything okay?"
Not
rock in America
Little sister makes a move for the door
The door squeaks, she's on the second floor
Her daddy wakes, "is everything okay?"
Not
Hollywood
Charlton Heston, Doris Day
There to show us
The American Way
Little by little we learned to love America
The stars, the cars, the gangsters
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