Friday night boys and the PBR

Chasing Jack, getting wrecked in small town bars

Big city roller in NYC

You're a sharp dressed man just like ZZ



Harley riding biker in a leather jacket

Like riding bitch

You're sitting on the back, yeah

Pretty boys at the university

Watching them walk

In their Levi jeans



Yeah, yeah

I can't help but fall

Yeah, yeah

God bless 'em all



American boys

Gotta love 'em, gotta need 'em

Gotta want 'em

They're my drug of choice

Yeah, yeah, yeah

American boys

Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em

Wanna play 'em

They're my favourite toys

American, American boys



Metal head boys in the back of a Camaro

Banging to Metallica on the radio

From an all-star stud to a punk like you

We've got so many flavours that I just can't choose



Yeah, yeah

They rock the world

Yeah, yeah

Of this American girl



American boys

Gotta love 'em, gotta need 'em

Gotta want 'em

They're my drug of choice

Yeah, yeah, yeah

American boys

Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em

Wanna play 'em

They're my favourite toys

American, American boys



[Solo]



I've been every where

And nothing compares

(American boys)

Ain't nothing like 'em

Rock me like 'em, yeah

(American boys)



Come on, make a move

Yeah, yeah

Do what you do



American boys

Gotta love 'em, gotta need 'em

Gotta want 'em

They're my drug of choice

Yeah, yeah, yeah

American boys

Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em

Wanna play 'em

They're my favourite toys

American boys



American boys

Gotta love 'em, gotta need 'em

Gotta want 'em

They're my favorite toys

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

American boys

Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em

Wanna play 'em

They're my favorite toys

American, American boys

American boys