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They'll never look like me The boys on my TV Worshipping the violence Of guns and football teams I base my self-esteem On God and beauty queens Can you really blame me? I'm just chasing the American Dream I want blond hair and a new address I want a body that'll make 'em wish That their boyfriend didn't exist I'm just an all-American bitch Oh my God, I did it again I left his house going up into flames It's not my fault, oh what can I say? He had it comin', I was just playing the game Oh my God, I did it again I think I need a little kick in the head It's not my fault I want everything Just another kid raised on the American Dream I live in movie scenes (I live in movie scenes) With my perfect teeth (white teeth, white teeth) Just another archetype (uh-huh) Of a stupid teenage dream (dream) Why do I feel so jealous Of things I know don't exist? Oh, it's a self-destructive way to think I want blond hair and a new address I want a body that'll make 'em wish That their boyfriend didn't exist I'm just an all-American bitch Oh my God, I did it again I left his house going up into flames It's not my fault, oh what can I say? He had it comin', I was just playing the game Oh my God, I did it again I think I need a little kick in the head It's not my fault I want everything Just another kid raised on the American Dream M, a mess but I'm obsessed A, always have to be perfect D, don't know what is my purpose One, two, one, two, three, four Oh my God, I did it again (I did it again) I left his house going up into flames (up into flames) It's not my fault, oh what can I say? (What can I say?) He had it comin', I was just playing the game (uh-huh-huh) Oh my God, I did it again (did it again) I think I need a little kick in the head (a kick in the head) It's not my fault I want everything (uh-uh) Just another kid raised on the American Dream (uh-uh)
Writer(s): Jason Alexander Suwito, Nicholas Michael Lopez, Jonathan Andrew Tsai Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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