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• Artiste: Vincent Mason
• Titre: American Spirit
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You can't smoke inside anywhere in this town So I stepped out on the patio in between rounds Blonde hair, sitting there, cupping her hand around a lighter Took a drag, leaned back, singing "Hey Driver" Ooh, ooh That red and yellow pack Ooh, ooh I was loving that American spirit, her baby blue eyes She talked about seeing Tom Petty 'fore he died American spirit, she let her heart spill Threw her guitar in her car and she drove to Nashville A little raise hell, a little God fearing Oh, buddy, I fell for that American Spirit Had me wishing that ember would never burn out Lost in the back and forth till the moon went down Talking politics and the Dixie Chicks changing their name And how good we all had it back in the day American spirit, her baby blue eyes She talked about seeing Tom Petty 'fore he died American spirit, she let her heart spill Threw her guitar in her car and she drove to Nashville A little raise hell, a little God fearing Oh, buddy, I fell for that American Spirit Ooh, ooh That red and yellow pack Ooh, ooh Brings me back to that American spirit, her baby blue eyes She talked about seeing Tom Petty 'fore he died American spirit, she let her heart spill Threw her guitar in her car and she drove to Nashville A little raise hell, a little God fearing Oh, buddy, I fell for that American Spirit That American Spirit That American Spirit That American Spirit