To be that good, it must be taxin

No such thing as satisfaction

Youre makin things happen while Im relaxin

Like a Sunday afternoon

My dad used to tell me I was lazy

I got dance moves like Patrick Swayze

Im the left over turkey for the worlds mayonnaisey

The star next to the moon



Now I know Im just here to amuse you

And I dont mean to abuse you

But if I could just use you one time



Tell me what its like

To be the queen of it all

The Neiman Marcus of the Mall

And tell me what its like to be the one and only

All American Girl



Now I never had a supernatural feelin

Not to mention a sexual healin

But every now and then I get to the kneelin

To thank him for it all

But you probably got some inside connection

So many numbers that you gotta rolodex them

So much muscle that you never gotta flex them

To catch you when you fall



And I know Im just here to amuse you

And I dont mean to confuse you

But if I could just use you one more time



Tell me what its like to be the house on the hill

The number one diet pill

And tell me what its like to be the one and only

All American Girl



Now I bet you wont say you get crazy

Or that you dont shave your legs

When youre lazy

Or that youre just like everybody else in the world

You just got lucky, thats all



And I know youre not here to amuse me

But you sure know how to confuse me

So if I could just ask you once again



To tell me what its like to be a star on the rise

A breakfast cereal prize

And tell me what its like to be the one and only

All American Girl

The All American Girl

The all amazing crazy girl