Karaoké So American Olivia Rodrigo

Drivin' on the right-side road

He says I'm pretty wearin' his clothes

And he's got hands that make hell seem cold

Feet on the dashboard

He's like a poem I wish I wrote

I wish I wrote

When he laughs at all my jokes and he says I'm so American

Oh God it's just not fair of him to make me feel this much

I'll go anywhere he goes

And he says I'm so American

Oh God I'm gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up

I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love

God I'm so borin' and I'm so rude

Can't have a conversation if it's not all about you

The way you dress and the books you read

I really love my bed but man it's hard to sleep when he's with me

When he's with me

When he laughs at all my jokes and he says I'm so American

Oh God it's just not fair of him to make me feel this much

I'll go anywhere he goes

And he says I'm so American

Oh God I'm gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up

I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love

I apologize if it's a little too much

Just a little too soon

But if the conversation ever were to come up

I don't wanna assume this stuff

But ain't it love

I think I'm in love

When he laughs at all my jokes and he says I'm so American

Oh God it's just not fair of him to make me feel this much

I'll go anywhere he goes

And he says I'm so American

Oh God I'm gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up

I might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love