American Love

I want marble house in Beverly Hills
I want to get so high that I don't feel
Lying naked on the sofa
Kick my feet up in slow motion
I want to say your name like I don't know ya

I want to drive drunk on a Sunday night
I want to speed into the morning light
Throw my money out the window
Kiss somebody that I don't know
You're gonna say my name like Marilyn Monroe

LA can do that to ya
She'll put a bullet through your art
Don't let her do that to ya
'Cause there's nothing as real as breaking a heart in

In (oh) American Love
American Love
(oh) American Love

I put my make up on and cry again
But I'm still the coolest bitch of all my friends
'Cause I traded all my problems for champagne colored diamonds
You're gonna say my name, say my name, oh

LA can do that to ya
She'll put a bullet through your art
Don't let her do that to ya
'Cause there's nothing as real as breaking a heart in

In (oh) American Love
(oh) American Love
(oh) American Love

White linen
Dripping off my diamond skin
Make you want to say sorry
Not going to the party
I don't have any problems
All the champagne and the money
I got everything I wanted
But there's nothing as real as

No, there's nothing as real as
I want a marble house in Beverly Hills



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Blaine Genovese, Lana Neuman
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