Текст Little Mix – American Boy
Текст:
Singin’, singin’, singin’ ooh-la-la
He breaks my heart
I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar
And ooh-la-la, my American boy
And I met him back when I was out in Californ-I-A
He was playin’ in a band and she was dancin’ on the stage
And he says that I’m the one but she’s the one that got away
And he never knew her real name
Oh, and I don’t mean to get so caught up and insecure
‘Bout all the things you say (Say, say, say, say)
Oh, and I don’t mean to be jealous
It’s just careless me boy, I must drive you mad
Singin’, singin’, singin’ ooh-la-la
He breaks my heart
I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar
And ooh-la-la, my American boy
Singin’, singin’, singin’ ooh-la-la
He breaks my heart
I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar
And ooh-la-la, my American boy
My American boy
American, American, American boy
Oh, it’s my American boy
American, American, American boy
Oh, it’s my American boy
So I wanna know who’s on your phone
Makin’ me paranoid, makin’ me bad
Makin’ me sad, makin’ me crazy
And makin’ me feel like I needed to ask
And if you’re at home, baby, are you alone?
Are you alone? Answer your phone, oh baby
Oh, and I don’t mean to get so caught up and insecure
‘Bout all the things you say (Say, say, say, say)
Oh, and I don’t mean to be jealous
It’s just careless people almost drive me mad
Singin’, singin’, singin’ ooh-la-la
He breaks my heart
I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar
And ooh-la-la, my American boy
Singin’, singin’, singin’ ooh-la-la
He breaks my heart
I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar
And ooh-la-la, my American boy
(Singin’, singin’, singin’)
My American boy
American, American, American boy
Oh, it’s my American boy
American, American, American boy
Oh, it’s my American boy
Singin’ ooh-la-la
Ooh-la-la
I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar
Ooh-la-la
He breaks my heart
He do
Singin’, singin’, singin’ ooh-la-la
He breaks my heart
I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar
And ooh-la-la, my American boy
Singin’, singin’, singin’ ooh-la-la
He breaks my heart
I know he thinks about her when he plays guitar
And ooh-la-la, my American boy (boy, boy)
My American boy
American, American, American boy
Oh, it’s my American boy
American, American, American boy
Oh, it’s my American boy
