American Cars Lyrics

American Cars lyrics

(Tim Rushlow/Jay Booker/David Grissom/Porter Howell)



I Picked you
up

And you climbed through the window

We took a midnight cruise

The
way you looked with your hair all windblown

Nothin' I could do
but...



Thank God for american cars

Thank God for you

Thank God
for american cars

And every little thing you do



We parked out in
the middle of nowhere

Radio on

You slid over and whispered in my
ear

I love this song

I thought



Thank God for American
cars

Thank God for you

Thank God for American cars

And every little
thing that you do

Oh yeah



I got a date with a piece of heaven

I
got a love that's true

I got a '69 Fastback Mustang

Boss
302



Thank God for american cars

Thank God for you

Thank God
for american cars

And every little thing you do



Thank God for
american cars

Thank God for you

Thank God for american cars

And
every little thing you do



Thank God for american cars

Thank God
for you

Thank God for american cars

And every little thing you do