American Idol

Well I'll take just bout anything
It's the false hope bout anything
And I'll wait just bout anywhere
For America number two
For the ache of the love of it
And the holidays have all gone to shit
And my car, well, it ain't existed yet
I hope walking's fine with you

Well I'll take just bout anything
It's the false hope of anything
And I'll wait just bout anywhere
For America number two
For the ache of the love of it
And the holidays have all gone to shit
And my car, well, it ain't existed yet
I hope walking is fine with you

It's America number two
It's America
It's America number two
It's America



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Van Deutekom
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