Tous les Acadiens, toutes les Acadiennes Vont chanter, vont danser sur le violon Sont Américains, elles sont Américaines La faute à qui donc, la faute à Napoléon Y a dans le sud de la Louisiane Et dans un coin du Canada Des tas de gars, des tas de femmes

The mysteries met So the chemistry set And I'm not the saddest cheerleader to forget the American word For the gang in the head That dwindles 'til no members won The sky looks threatened heading home in the dust Singing "Life is Forgetting" Good enough

Life goes on and if I'm wrong I guess I'll burn in flames Bend up the river and nothing down the drain And I wish I had a pocket full of gold If I'm a sinner then I don't feel ashamed Na na na na na, na na na na na So throw your sticks and throw your

She's the center of his whole world. Since the day they got married, He'd been praying for a little baby boy. Someone he could take fishing, Throw the football and be his pride and joy. He could already see him holding that trophy, Taking his team to

We're all living in America, Amerika, Amerika America ist wunderbar Wir bilden einen lieben Reigen, Und vor Paris steht Mickey Maus Wenn getanzt wird, will ich führen, Auch wenn ihr euch alleine dreht, Lasst euch ein wenig kontrollieren, Ich zeige euch

Gotta love this American ride Both ends of the ozone burnin' Funny how the world keeps turning I love, this American ride That's us, that's right Look ma, no hands Winter gettin' colder, summer gettin' warmer Tidal wave comin' cross the Mexican border

All we need is music, sweet music There'll be music everywhere Dancing in the street, oh Dancing in the street Ok, talk to you South america, australia, france, germany, uk, africa Calling out around the world Are you ready for a brand new beat Summer's

Fighting on arrival, fighting for survival Buffalo Soldier, Dreadlock Rasta Singing, woe yoe yoe, woe woe yoe yoe In the heart of America Stolen from Africa, brought to America Said he was a Buffalo Soldier Win the war for America Woe yoe yoe yo, yo yo

With love, love One day we'll look at the past 'Cause one day we're gonna come back And laugh at it all One day we're gonna come back And relive those thoughts (Love, love) Like a scene from the past

Jumpin' on and off the jet Yeah, yeah (Jumpin' on and off the jet) Ordered the 14 passenger Flyest nigga in America Fresher than a mannequin Jumpin' on and off— We say it's up, then it's up Perfect timin', dropped a diamond in my cup Solitaires on my