Karaoké American Boy Scary Pockets & Stacey Ryan

Ooh ooh ooh ooh

Hoo hoo

She said

Hey sister

It's really, really nice to meet ya

I just met this five-foot-seven guy who's just my type

Like the way he's speakin'

His confidence was peakin'

Don't like his baggy jeans but Imma like what's underneath them

No I ain't been to MIA

I heard that Cali never rains but New York's heart awaits

First let's see the West End

I'll show you to my brethren

I'm likin' this American boy

Take me on a trip

I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York

I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

You'll be my American boy

American boy

Can we get away this weekend

Take me to Broadway

Let's go shoppin' baby then we'll go to a café

Let's get on the subway

Take me to your hood

But I've never been to Brooklyn and I'd like to see what's good

Dressed in all your fancy clothes

Sneaker's lookin' fresh to death

I'm lovin' those Shell Toes

Walkin' that walkin'

I talk that slick talk

I'm likin' this American boy

American boy

Take me on a trip

I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York

I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

Would you be my American boy

American boy

Hmm mmh

Ooh oh oh oh

Would you be my love

Yeah would you be mine

Yeah would you be my love

Yeah would you be mine

Would you be my love, my love

Would you be my American boy

It's another one

Champion sound

Yeah Estelle we 'bout to get down

Who the hottest in the world right now

Just touched down in London town

Uh

Bet they give me a pound

Tell him put the money in my hand right now

Tell the promoter we need more seats

We just sold out all the floor seats

Take me on a trip

I'd like to go someday

Take me to New York

I'd love to see L.A.

I really want to come kick it with you

I'm likin' this, I'm likin' this

I'm likin' this American boy

American boy

Ho woah oh ho ho oh yeah

I'm likin' this American boy

American boy