America's Suitehearts
You could have knocked me out with a feather
I know you heard this all before, but were just hells dreamers
Wh-wh-why wont the world revolve around me?
Build my dreams
Trees grow all over the streets
But I dont know much about classic cars
But I got a lot of friends talking classic cold
To see what, held, oh, high
Media, please
Lets hear it for Americas suitehearts
I must confess
Im in love with my own sins
Lets hear it for Americas suitehearts
I must confess
Im in love with my own sins
You can bow and pretend
That you dont, dont, dont know youre a legend
Time, time, time, has a toll
Anyone else, yeah
Let my love loose again
But I dont know much about classic cars
But I got a lot of friends talking classic cold
To see what, held, oh, high
Media, please
Lets hear it for Americas suitehearts
I must confess
Im in love with my own sins
Lets hear it for Americas suitehearts
I must confess
Im in love with my own sins
You could have knocked me out with a feather
I know you heard this all before
Lets hear it for Americas suitehearts
I must confess
Im in love with my own sins
Lets hear it for Americas suitehearts
I must confess (I must confess)
Im in love with my own sins
