American Beautiful

She puts her boots and bandanna on She has a hankering for Rolling Stones She likes her vegetables home grown A lot like the boy waiting out in the truck She'll take a hill like Roosevelt Holds up her pants with a Bible belt She cracks 'em up like a liberty bell A whole lot of tender and a little bit tough Ooh, ooh, ooh She's a little unusual Ooh, ooh, ooh She's American beautiful Well, he is a mutt with a pedigree Sinatra junkie in a pair of jeans He pays his dues in the Land of the Free Says, "Why walk; baby, we were born to run" Ooh, ooh, ooh He's a little unusual Ooh, ooh, ooh He's American beautiful Yeah, yeah, yeah I saw that girl in a mirror once With a boy like that in a cloud of dust I think they look a lot like us 'Cause we are, we are, we are Ooh, ooh, ooh We are a little unusual Ooh, ooh, ooh We are American beautiful Yeah, ooh, ooh, ooh We are a little unusual Ooh, ooh, ooh We are American, American, American beautiful