American Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Play house, put my favorite record on
Get down, get your crystal method on
You were like tall, tan, driving 'round the city
Flirtin' with the girls like, “you're so pretty”
"Springsteen is the King, don't ya think?"
I was like, "Hell yeah, that guy can sing"

Like ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh

[Chorus]
You make me crazy, you make me wild
Just like a baby, spin me 'round like a child

Your skin so golden brown
Be young, be dope, be proud
Like an American
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Like an American
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh


[Verse 2]
Drive fast, I can almost taste it now
L.A., I don't even have to fake it now
You were like so sick, everybody said it
You were way ahead of the trend, get, get it
"Elvis is the best, hell yes"
"Honey, put on that party dress"
Like ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh

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In “American,” Lana Del Rey sings of pride and joy in her homeland. She talks specifically about someone who makes her feel “crazy” and “wild.” The song is produced by Emile Haynie and Rick Nowels, with whom Lana often collaborates. Listeners can see a continuing theme of sultry in her voice when singing tracks like this one.

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