Karaoké America's Sweetheart Elle King

No there ain't nothing that I gotta prove

You think your words will make me black and blue

But I I think l'm pretty with these old boots on

I think it's funny when

I drink too much hey

You try and change me you can go to hell

'Cos I don't want to be nobody else

I like the chip I got in my front teeth

And I got bad tattoos you won't believe

So kick out the jams kick up the soul

Pour another glass of that rock and roll

Turn up the band fire in the hole gonna lose control tonight

What do you want from me?

I'm not America's sweetheart

So beat the drum with me

I'm not America's sweetheart

Well they say I'm too loud for this town

So I lit a match and burned it down

What do you want from me?

I'm not America's sweetheart but you love me anyway

My hands are dirty and my heart is cold

The boys I've been with say

I got no soul when I

I meet another honey at the bar

I'll think it's funny when I break his heart mmm now

My kind of medicine is whiskey straight

I got a mouth to put you in your place and they

They said I'll never be the poster type

But they don't make posters of my kind of life

So kick out the jams kick up the soul

Pour another glass of that rock and roll

Turn up the band fire in the hole gonna lose control tonight

What do you want from me?

I'm not America's sweetheart

So beat the drum with me

I'm not America's sweetheart

Well they say I'm too loud for this town

So I lit a match and burned it down

What do you want from me?

I'm not America's sweetheart but you love me anyway

You love me anyway

You love me anyway

Kick out the jams kick up the soul

Pour another glass of that rock and roll

Turn up the band fire in the hole

Holler if you ready gonna lose control

Kick out the jams kick up the soul

Pour another glass of that rock and roll

Turn up the band fire in the hole gonna lose control tonight

What do you want from me?

I'm not America's sweetheart

So beat the drum with me

I'm not America's sweetheart

Well they say I'm too loud for this town

So I lit a match and burned it down

What do you want from me?

I'm not America's sweetheart but you love me anyway

You love me anyway

You love me anyway

I'm not America's sweetheart no

No no