American

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lyrics:


play house, put my favourite record on
get down, get your crystal method on
you were like tall tan, drivin' round the city
flirting 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."

like ooh-ooh-oooh
ooh ah

you make me crazy
you make me wild
just like a baby
spin me round like a child
your skin's so golden brown
be young, be dope, be proud

like an American
ooh-oooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oooh-ooh
like an American
ooh-ooh-oooh-ooh-ooh-oooh-ooh

drive fast, I can almost taste it now
L.A, I don't even have to fake it now
you were like - so sick, everybody said it
you were way ahead of the trend, get-get it
Elvis is the best, hell yes
honey, put on that party dress

everybody wants to go fast
but they can't compare
I don't really want the rest
only you can take me there
I don't even know what I'm saying but I'm praying for you...

like an American.



analysis:


my thoughts

American is the second track of Lana's second studio release and EP Paradise. It's a song about pride and joy in her homeland. She talks specifically about someone who makes her feel crazy and wild. It was produced by Emilie Haynie and Rick Nowels, with whom Lana frequently collaborates. Listeners can see a continuing theme of sultry in her voice when singing tracks like this one.

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