All American Girl

To be that good, it must be taxin'
 There's no such thing as satisfaction
 You're makin' things happen while I'm relaxin'
 Like a Sunday afternoon
 My dad used to tell me I was lazy
 I got dance moves like Patrick Swayze
 I'm the leftover turkey for the world's mayonnaise
 The star next to the moon
 Now I know I'm just here to amuse you
 And I don't mean to abuse you
 But if I could just use you one more time
 Tell me what it's like to be the queen of it all
 The Neiman Marcus of the Mall
 And tell me what it's like to be the one and only
 All American Girl
 Now, I never had a supernatural feelin'
 Not to mention a sexual healin'
 But every now and then I get to the kneelin'
 To thank Him for it all
 But you probably got some inside connection
 So many numbers that you gotta Rolodex them
 So much muscle that you never gotta flex them
 To catch you when you fall
 And I know I'm just here to amuse you
 And I don't mean to confuse you
 But if I could just use you one more time
 Tell me what it's like to be the house on the hill
 The number one diet pill
 And tell me what it's like to be the one and only
 All American Girl
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 Now I bet you won't say you get crazy
 Or that you don't shave your legs when you're lazy
 Or that you're just like everybody else in the world
 You just got lucky, that's all
 And I know you're not here to amuse me
 But you sure know how to confuse me
 So if I could just ask you once again
 To tell me what it's like to be a star on the rise
 A breakfast cereal prize
 And tell me what it's like to be the one and only
 All American Girl
 The All American Girl
 The all amazing, crazy girl