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\selectlanguage{english} |
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\beginsong{American boy} |
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[by={Estelle}] |
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\capo{7} |
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\gtab{Amaj7}{002120} |
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\gtab{F}{1:022100} |
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\gtab{Dm}{X00231} |
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\gtab{E7}{020130} |
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\begin{verse} |
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\[Amaj7]Just another one champion sound |
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\[F]Me and Estelle about to get down |
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\[Dm]Who the hottest in the world right now. |
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\[E7]Just touched down in London town. |
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Bet they give me a pound. |
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Tell them put the money in my hand right now. |
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Tell the promoter we need more seats, |
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We just sold out all the floor seats |
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\end{verse} |
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\begin{chorus} |
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\[Amaj7]Take me on a trip, I'd like to \[F]go some day. |
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\[Dm]Take me to New York, I'd love to \[E7]see LA. |
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I really want to come kick it with you. |
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You'll be my American Boy. |
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\end{chorus} |
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\begin{verse} |
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He said "Hey Sister. |
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It's really really nice to meet you." |
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I just met this 5 foot 7 guy who's just my type. |
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I like the way he's speaking his confidence is peaking. |
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Don't like his baggy jeans but I'm a like what's underneath them. |
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And no I ain't been to MIA |
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I heard that Cali never rains and New York heart awaits. |
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First let's see the west end. |
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I'll show you to my brethren. |
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I'm liking this American Boy. American Boy |
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\end{verse} |
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Can we get away this weekend? |
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Take me to Broadway. |
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Let's go shopping baby then we'll go to a café. |
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Let's go on the subway. |
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Take me to your hood. |
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I never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good. |
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Dress in all your fancy clothes. |
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Sneaker's looking Fresh to death, I'm loving those Shell Toes. |
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Walking that walk. |
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Talk that slick talk. |
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I'm liking this American Boy. American Boy. |
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\end{verse} |
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\begin{chorus} |
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Take me to Chicago, San Francisco Bay |
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Take me to New York, I'd love to see LA. |
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I really want to come kick it with you. |
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You'll be my American Boy |
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Let them know a gwan blud |
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\end{chorus} |
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\begin{verse} |
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Who Killing em in the UK. |
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Everybody gonna to say you K, reluctantly, because most of this press don't f**k with me. |
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Estelle once said to me, "Cool down, down, don't act a fool now, now." |
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I always act a fool oww oww. |
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Ain't nothing new now now. |
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He crazy, I know what ya thinkin. |
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Ribena I know what you're drinking. |
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Rap singer. Chain Blinger. |
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Holla at the next chick soon as you're blinking. |
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What's you're persona. |
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About this Americana Brama. |
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Am I shallow cause all my clothes designer. |
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Dressed smart like a London Bloke. |
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Before he speak his suit bespoke. |
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And you thought he was cute before. |
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Look at this peacoat, tell me he's broke. |
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And I know you're not into all that. |
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I heard your lyrics I feel your spirit. |
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But I still talk that CASH. |
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Cause a lot wags want to hear it. |
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And I'm feeling like Mike at his Baddest. |
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The Pips at they Gladys. |
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And I know they love it. |
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So to hell with all that rubbish |
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\begin{chorus} |
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Would you be my love, my love. |
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Could be mine would you be my love my love, could be mine |
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Could you be my love, my love. |
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Would you be my American Boy. American Boy |
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\end{chorus} |
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Take me on a trip, I'd like to go some day |
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Take me to Chicago, San Fransisco Bay. |
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I really want to come kick it with you. |
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You'll be my American Boy |
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\end{chorus} |
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\endsong |
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