Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Play house, put my favorite record on
Get down, get your crystal meth fit on
You were like, tall, tan, drivin’ around the city
Flirtin’ with the girls like, ‘You’re so pretty.’
‘Springsteen is the king, don’t you think?’
I was like, ‘Hell yeah, that guy can sing.’
You make me crazy, you make me wild
Just like a baby, spin me ‘round like a child
Your skin so golden brown
Be young, be dope, be proud
Like an American

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