Текст (слова) песни: American Hi-Fi - Hell Yeah!

She likes the boys in the band
Im moving fast as I can
Sliding over in her direction
Pause to check out my reflection
Shes wearing all the right clothes
The jam is playing on the stereo
Checking emails on her phone
She got more hits than the rolling stones

Hell yeah so young and fine
Could she be the one my baby
Im gonna make her mine
At least for tonight
Hey yall I gotta know
Did she get my number maybe
You tell her blow me up
Im one call away, hell yeah

Shes everything that you need
The kinda girl we all dream of
Long legs never stop
Like all those videos in zz topp
She got the stars in her eyes
And she dont mind if you tease her
Cant get her outta my mind
Cant you see she put the freak on me

You know it hurts when she looks so bad
Cant you see youre the best thing I never had
Im walking out the door before I act like a fool
(Shes not that cool)
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Beautiful Disaster
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Flavor Of The Week
Happy
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Hell Yeah!
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Highs and Lows
My Only Enemy
Nothing Left To Lose
Rise
Safer On The Outside
Save Me
Scar
Separation Anxiety
Something Real
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Teenage Alien Nation
The Art Of Losing
The Breakup Song
The Everlasting Fall
The Geeks Get the Girls
The Gold Rush
This Is The Sound
Wall Of Sound
What About Today
Where Did We Go Wrong