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American Kids

Amerikalı Çocuklar Türk Yiyeceklerini Deniyor 03:23
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Kenny Chesney - American Kids 03:21
Kenny Chesney - American Kids 1.380 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Music Video By Kenny Chesney Performing American Kids. (c) 2014 Blue Chair Records, Llc
Kenny Chesney - American Kids 03:21
Kenny Chesney - American Kids 216 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Kenny Chesney - American Kids (Video Klip 2014) Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics) : Doublewide Quick Stop midnight T-top Jack in her Cherry Coke town Momma and daddy put their roots right here 'Cause this is where the car broke down Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin' Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American kids Growin' up in little pink houses Makin' out on living room couches Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night A little messed up, but we're all alright Baptist church parkin' lot, tryin' not to get caught Take her home and give her your jacket Makin' it to second base, but sayin' you went all the way Monday afternoon at practice Sister's got a boyfriend daddy doesn't like Now he's sittin' out back, 3030 in his lap In the blue bug zapper light We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin' Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American kids Growin' up in little pink houses Makin' out on living room couches Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night A little messed up, but we're all alright [x2]
Kenny Chesney - American Kids Acoustic Cover By Carson Lueders 03:09
Kenny Chesney - American Kids Acoustic Cover By Carson Lueders 121 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Şarkı Sözleri: Doublewide Quick Stop midnight T-top Jack in her Cherry Coke town Momma and daddy put their roots right here 'Cause this is where the car broke down Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence MTV on the RCA, no A/C in the vents We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin' Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American kids Growin' up in little pink houses Makin' out on living room couches Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night A little messed up, but we're all alright Baptist church parkin' lot, tryin' not to get caught Take her home and give her your jacket Makin' it to second base, but sayin' you went all the way Monday afternoon at practice Sister's got a boyfriend daddy doesn't like Now he's sittin' out back, 3030 in his lap In the blue bug zapper light We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin' Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American kids Growin' up in little pink houses Makin' out on living room couches Blowin' that smoke on Saturday night A little messed up, but we're all alright [x2]
Kenny Chesney - American Kids (Canlı Performans) 04:46
Kenny Chesney - American Kids (Canlı Performans) 76 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Kenny Chesney - American Kids (Canlı Performans) Şarkı Sözleri: Doublewide Quick Stop midnight T-top Jack in her Cherry Coke town Momma and Daddy put their roots right here 'Cause this is where the car broke down Yellow dog school bus kickin' up red dust Pickin' us up by a barbed wire fence Mtv on the RCA, no A/C in the vents We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin' Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American kids Growin' up in little pink houses Makin' out on living room couches Blowin' that smoke on a Saturday night A little messed up, but we're all alright Baptist church parkin' lot, tryin' not to get caught Take her home and give her your jacket Makin' it to second base, but sayin' you went all the way Monday afternoon at practice Sisters got a boyfriend Daddy doesn't like Now he's sittin' out back, 3030 in his lap In the blue bug zapper light We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin' Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American kids Growin' up in little pink houses Makin' out on living room couches Blowin' that smoke on a Saturday night A little messed up, but we're all alright We were Jesus save me, blue jean baby Born in the USA Trailer park truck stop, faded little map dots New York to LA We were teenage dreamin', front seat leanin' Baby, come give me a kiss Put me on the cover of the Rolling Stone Uptown down home American kids Growin' up in little pink houses Makin' out on living room couches Blowin' that smoke on a Saturday night A little messed up, but we're all alright
Kenny Chesney - American Kids & Somewhere With You (Canlı Performans) 06:23
Kenny Chesney - American Kids & Somewhere With You (Canlı Performans) 63 izlenme - 3 yıl önce Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics): If you're going out with someone new I'm going out with someone too I won't feel sorry for me, I'm getting drunk But I'd much rather be somewhere with you Laughing loud on a carnival ride, yeah Driving around on a Saturday night You made fun of me for singing my song Got a hotel room just to turn you on You said pick me up at three a.m. You're fighting with your mom again And I'd go, I'd go, I'd go somewhere with you I won't sit outside your house And wait for the lights to go out Call up an ex to rescue me, climb in their bed When I'd much rather sleep somewhere with you Like we did on the beach last summer When the rain came down and we took cover Down in your car, out by the pier You laid me down, whispered in my ear I hate my life, hold on to me Ah, if you ever decide to leave Then I'll go, I'll go, I'll go I can go out every night of the week Can go home with anybody I meet But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes I'm somewhere with you, somewhere with you If you see me out on the town And it looks like I'm burning it down You won't ask and I won't say But in my heart I'm always somewhere with you Laughing loud on a carnival ride, yeah Driving around on a Saturday night You made fun of me for singing my song Got a hotel room just to turn you on You said pick me up at three a.m. You're fighting with your mom again And I'd go, I'd go, I'd go I can go out every night of the week Can go home with anybody I meet But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes I'm somewhere with you, somewhere with you Somewhere with you I'm somewhere with you I'm somewhere with you Somewhere with you Somewhere with you
Wilco - Normal American Kids 02:47
Wilco - Normal American Kids 2 izlenme - 10 ay önce Wilco - Normal American Kids (Full Album Stream) 2016 Şarkı Sözleri (Lyrics) I remind myself of myself long ago 'Fore I could drive, 'fore I could vote All of the time, holding a grudge 'Fore I knew people could die just because Shot from a sling, head full of buzz I knew what I liked was not very much High at the time, tied to the grid Always afraid of those normal American kids Oh, all of my spirit leaked like a cut I knew what I needed would never be enough I was too high to change my bid Always afraid to be a normal American kid Always hating normal normal American empty summer days Lightning crazed and cracked like an egg High behind the garden shed Painting myself as a normal American kid I always hated it High as high as high can loom Under the sheets in my bedroom I was high as high can get Always afraid of those normal American kids Oh, bongs and jams, and carpeted vans Hate everything, I don't understand High times tightening the lid I had to get away from those normal American kids Always hated those normal American kids Always hated those normal American kids