Текст песни Yelawolf - American You

Yelawolf American You
This is a version with handier chords- will spruce it up in a few days
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 Man you got it all worked out, don't you, old pair of shoes
 Never wear your heart on your sleeve 'cause it don't go with the suit
 You got a bad, bad woman with a young little pretty face
 They told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway

 Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you
 Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
 Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
 Tudutudutudu, fuck you too

 Mama said steer clear of the devil so you never played in the road
 Always lookin' on the bright side, so you never see the potholes
 You got a house on a hill, big news, that's a big deal
 Big party with your big time friends, man imagine how that feels

 Singin', oh sweet sounds of American you
 Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
 Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
 Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
 Tudutudutudu, fuck you too

 I believe in the modest dream, ain't lookin' for a pot of gold
 A 6 pack and some good marijuana I can watch my mama roll
 I believe I can buy a few things like a house with a nice pool
 Invite my nobody friends to the party and we'll be in it, fuck you

 You got a blue collar father who drinks Budweiser out the bottle
 20 Dollars, an old Impala, a baby's mama
 You work hard, you don't beg, you don't borrow
 Night at the factory, daytime job at McDonald's

 Your daddy told you that girl was nothin' but a problem
 But you fell in love 'cause to you she was like a supermodel
 And they told you not to go get married but you went and did it anyway, it ain't no problem
 You make somethin' out of nothin', you make money for a livin'
 Pushin' buttons, stickin' digits, flippin' burgers in the kitchen
 With the vision, you've been dreamin', you've been savin', you've been given nothin' but shit
 But you take it 'cause you're patient in this prison
 Fuck everybody visitin', it ain't them who gotta live in this skin
 With all these tattoos that you got, it fuckin' offends them
 If it's you that I'm speakin' to, you must be my extension
 I take my drink up and sip it, take my hat off and tip it, Slumerican

 Oh sweet sounds of American you
 Never miss a Sunday service, never got tattoos
 Every time we drive by wavin', I see right through
 Tudutudutudu, fuck you too
 Tudutudutudu, fuck you too