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No, there ain't nothin' that I gotta prove You think your words will make me black and blue But I, I think I'm pretty with these old boots on I think it's funny when I drink too much, hey You try and change me, you can go to hell 'Cause I don't wanna be nobody else I like the chip I got in my front teeth And I got bad tattoos, you won't believe So kick out the jams, kick up the soul Pour another glass of that rock and roll Turn up the band, fire in the hole Gonna lose control tonight What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart So beat the drum with me I'm not America's sweetheart Well, they said I'm too loud for this town So I lit a match and burned it down What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart But you love me anyway My hands are dirty and my heart is cold Them boys I've been with say I got no soul When I, I meet another honey at the bar I'll think it's funny when I break his heart, now My kind of medicine is whiskey straight I got a mouth to put you in your place And they, they said I'll never be the poster type But they don't make posters of my kind of life So kick out the jams, kick up the soul Pour another glass of that rock and roll Turn up the band, fire in the hole Gonna lose control tonight What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart So beat the drum with me I'm not America's sweetheart Well, they said I'm too loud for this town So I lit a match and burned it down What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart But you love me anyway You love me anyway You love me anyway Kick out the jams, kick up the soul Pour another glass of that rock and roll Turn up the band, fire in the hole Holler if you ready, gonna lose control Kick out the jams, kick up the soul Pour another glass of that rock and roll Turn up the band, fire in the hole Gonna lose control tonight What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart So beat the drum with me I'm not America's sweetheart Well, they said I'm too loud for this town So I lit a match and burned it down What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart But you love me anyway You love me anyway You love me anyway I'm not America's sweetheart No, no, no
Writer(s): Martin Johnson, Tanner Schneider Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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