American Girl - Live Version

[Intro: Solo (Joyride)]
She came up to me, and she said
(What'd she say Solo, hey) She said

[Verse 1: Solo]
"Hey, mister, it's really, really nice to meet ya"
I just met this five-foot-seven girl who's just my type
Like the way she's speakin', confidence is peakin'
Don't like those baggy jeans, but I might like what's underneath them

[Refrain: Solo]
Dressed in all your fancy clothes
Sneakers looking fresh to death, I'm loving those shell-toes
Walking that walk, talk that slick talk
Liking this American girl, American girl

[Chorus: Joyride]
Take me on a trip I'd love to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA
I really want to come kick it with you
Would you be my American girl?
American girl

[Verse 2: Solo]
"Can we get away this weekend? Let's go to Broadway
Watch a flick at Hoyts and then hit up Intencity
Let's go on the subway, take me to your hood
I never been to Ashfield and I'd like to see what's good"

[Refrain: Solo & Joyride]
Dressed in all your fancy clothes
Sneakers looking fresh to death, I'm loving those shell-toes
Walking that walk, talk that slick talk
Liking this American girl, American girl

[Chorus (Extended): Joyride]
Take me on a trip I'd love to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA
I really want to come kick it with you
Would you be my American girl? American girl
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to Chicago, San Francisco bay
I really want to come kick it with you
(Check, check, check) Liking this American girl, American girl

[Verse 3: Solo]
Who killin' 'em in the S.Y.D.?
Kid Solo on the M.I.C
But I'm stuck you see
'Cause most of these girls don't fuck with me, but
I'ma tell you 'bout a little romance
Chillin' overseas up in Amsterdam
Sippin' on [?], spliff in hand
When this chick walks in and I'm just like, "Damn"
Who dat? How she look so good?
Wonder what she doin' in this neighbourhood
"Hey miss, come sit with me
Maybe give me a piece of your history"
So she had a couple tokes and started relaxing
Now that's what I call a chain-smoke reaction
Said she like my accent
I like hers too so we quite the match then
So we get to chattin'
"What you do? Where ya been? Where you're at?" and
And we chat about love
She from Minneapolis so we chat about Slug
And it seemed like we talked for days
Till our time ran out and we had to part ways
American girl, it was nice to know ya
Minnesota [?] in the middle of Europa
Now she all up on my Facebook
Askin' me if she could stay so I say, "Look
You're welcome anytime you wanna come kick it"
She on her way out for a visit, you dig?

[Outro: Solo & Joyride]
Would you be my love?
Would you be mine?
Would you be my love?
Would you be mine?
Would you be my love?
Would you be my American girl? American girl

[Chorus (Extended): Solo & Joyride]
Take me on a trip I'd love to go some day
Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA
I really want to come kick it with you
Would you be my American girl? American girl
Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day
Take me to Chicago, San Francisco bay
I really want to come kick it with you
Would you be my American girl
American girl

[Ad-Libs: Solo & Joyride]
Ah, fuck. I couldn't do that shit without laughing, man. Me and Joyride like to get on our show tune shit, you may've noticed.
Nick did a lot of musicals as a child [?]
Bullshit, you did, man. I've never been in a musical in my life.
We both did. Let's just {Laughs}
Nah, straight up. I've never been in a musical. I know you've been in a few.
I've been in three.
You learned something this evening ladies and gentlemen.
What up.