Текст песни Matthew Wilder - The Kids America
Matthew Wilder - The Kids America слова песни
Rocket with the top downbarrelling down highway 9Pickin` up the same crowd by the pepsi sign.Babygun your gaspaint your lipstick on`till it shines like glass - midnight ridersloversrock and roll.Oh yeayeayea.Got it in the bloodthe kids american.Underneath the hoodyou know the kid`s american.`cause he looks so goodthe kid`s american.Cruisin` faster than he shouldthe kid`s american.Out behind the high-school smokin` that cigarette.Deep into the blue jeangonna get deeper yet.On the night cool grassSomething`s in the windAnd it`s comin` fast. -Hold in babytry to take it slow. Oh noyeayea.Got it in the bloodThe kids american. . . .Drag it out all nighttillThere`s nothing leff by morning light.Drive until your chassisBottoms out. Oh yeayeayea.Got it in the bloodThe kids american. . . .