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Franky Perez - American Classic lyrics

Artist: Franky Perez

album: Poor Man's Son


Her eyes are like the ocean
Just as wonderful and deep
I got this crazy notion
To sweep her off her feet
She smelled like fresh cut flowers
And she tastes like caramel, yeah
We made love for hours
That girl was something else, yes, yes
Make no mistakes
She's one of the greats
It's the way (it's the way) she makes me guess (makes me guess)
What she's wearing under that summer dress
She is one (she is one) of a kind (of a kind)
And she's my American classic
American classic
She don't like taking chances
And she don't date Rolling Stones
She only likes slow dances
And she hates sleeping alone
I can't help but wonder
What she ever saw in me
I come and go like summer
And I barely ever sleep (there's too much on his mind)
Make no mistakes
She's one of the greats
It's the way (it's the way) she makes me guess (makes me guess)
What she's wearing under that summer dress
It's the thing (it's the thing) she implies (she implies)
In the roundabout way
When there's something on her mind
She is one (she is one) of a kind (of a kind)
And she's my American classic, woo!

Make no mistakes (make no mistakes)
She's one (she's one) of the greats
It's the way (it's the way) she makes me guess (makes me guess)
What she's wearing under that summer dress
It's the thing (it's the thing) she implies (she implies)
In her roundabout way
When there's something on her mind
It's the time (it's the time) that she takes (that she takes)
Doing her hair, I swear she loves to make me wait
She is one (she is one) of a kind (of a kind)
And she's my American classic
She's my American classic
That classic links to you, baby
My American classic
She's my American classic

She's my American classic

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