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American Girls

This song is by Counting Crows, features Sheryl Crow and appears…

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American Girls
She comes out on Fridays every time
Stands out in a line
I could've been anyone she'd seen

She waits another week to fall apart
She couldn't make another day
I wish it was anyone but me
I could have been anyone, you see
She had something breakable just under her skin

American girls, all weather and noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible

She comes out of closets every night
But then she locks herself away
Where she could keep everything from me
I could have been anyone you see
She's nothing but porcelain underneath her skin

American girls, all weather and noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle right up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible

Little shivers shaking me every day
But I could get the same thing anywhere
So if she goes away, well
It's all right and I'm okay

Hey, she said, "Come back again tonight."
And I said I might, I might, I might
She said, "well that's all right."
If it's alright, if it's alright with you
Then it's alright, it's alright with me

I waited for an hour last Friday night
She never came around
She took almost everything from me

I'm going through my closets
Trying on her clothes almost every day
I could've been anyone, you see
I wish it was anyone but me
There's nothing but pills and ashes under my skin

American girls, all weather and noise
Playing the changes for all of the boys
Holding a candle right up to my hand
Making me feel so incredible

If I made you cry, please tell me why
'Cause I'll try again if you let me try
American girls all feathers and cream
Coming to bed so edible

American girls oh, American girls
American girls, oh oh oh oh
American girls oh, American girls
American girls, oh oh oh oh

You make me cry
You make me cry
You make me cry
Yeah, you made me cry

You made me cry
Hey, miss American girl, oh
Oh, oh, yeah

Written by:

Adam Duritz

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