Faded levi's, worn out chucksTwenty in my pocket feels like a million bucksBlue-eyed beauty leaning to meWe got our own show in the back rowMiss the whole damn movieAmerican nights, one headlightCutting down main street in the darkMuscle shoals, muscle carsEarning our straps underneath these starsBlue ribbon bottles, big block throttlesAll night if you wanna, gonna make it lastA little taste of freedomA little small town dreamingNo need to preach, no need to shoutWe believe inAmerican nights, one headlightCutting down main street in the darkMuscle shoals, muscle carsEarning our straps underneath these starsAmerican nights, yeahDreaded morning don't comeAnd these colors don't wrongStay up and stay onAmerican nightsAmerican nights, one headlightCutting down main streetMuscle shoals, muscle carsEarning our straps underneath these starsAmerican nights, american nightsYeah, american nightsFaded levis, worn out chucksTwenty in my pocket feels like a million bucksYeah, it does
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Faded levi's, worn out chucks
Twenty in my pocket feels like a million bucks
Blue-eyed beauty leaning to me
We got our own show in the back row
Miss the whole damn movie
American nights, one headlight
Cutting down main street in the dark
Muscle shoals, muscle cars
Earning our straps underneath these stars
Blue ribbon bottles, big block throttles
All night if you wanna, gonna make it last
A little taste of freedom
A little small town dreaming
No need to preach, no need to shout
We believe in
American nights, one headlight
Cutting down main street in the dark
Muscle shoals, muscle cars
Earning our straps underneath these stars
American nights, yeah
Dreaded morning don't come
And these colors don't wrong
Stay up and stay on
American nights
American nights, one headlight
Cutting down main street
Muscle shoals, muscle cars
Earning our straps underneath these stars
American nights, american nights
Yeah, american nights
Faded levis, worn out chucks
Twenty in my pocket feels like a million bucks
Yeah, it does
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