Paroles de American Mellencamp
WhoaI remember hearin' "Little Pink Houses"
On the radio in my first truck
Ridin' two lanes of freedom, ain't that a feelin'?
16 and turnin' it up
Passin' tattered Old Glory on a front porch
That song hit me different that day
It was four and a half minutes
All about livin' in nowhere USA
Where it's workweek money buyin' good, cold beer
And NASCAR runnin' on four Goodyears
Tailgate datin' at the Dairy Queen
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Friday night lights from the very top row
And fixer-ups racin' down an old, back road
All out chasin' down the same damn thing
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Whoa, whoa
Oh, yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout a quarterback
Fallin' for a prom queen Where I came from
Where it's workweek money buyin' good, cold beer
And NASCAR runnin' on four Goodyears
Tailgate datin' at the Dairy Queen
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Friday-night lights from the very top row
And fixer-ups racin' down an old, back road
All out chasin' down the same damn thing
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Whoa, whoa
I remember hearin' "Little Pink Houses"
On the radio in my first truck
Yeah, it's workweek money buyin' good, cold beer
And NASCAR runnin' on four Goodyears
Tailgate datin' at the Dairy Queen
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
Friday-night lights from the very top row
Very top row
And fixer-ups racin' down an old, back road
Old, back road
All out chasin' down the same damn thing
Same damn thing
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
That American Mellencamp, small-town dream
