American You
 作词 : Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto/Malay Ho/Michael Atha
 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/Luis Resto/Malay Ho/Michael Atha
Man you got it all worked out  don't you
Old pair of shoes

Never wear your heart on your sleeve
'Cause it don't go with the suit

You got a bad  bad woman
With a young little pretty face

They told you not to go get married
But you went and did it anyway

Singin'  oh sweet sounds of American you

Never miss a Sunday service
Never got tattoos

Every time we drive by wavin'
I see you right through

**** you too

Mama said steer clear of the devil
So you never played in the road

Always lookin' on the bright side
So you never see the potholes

You got a house on a hill  big news
That's a big deal

Big party with your big time friends
Man imagine how that feels
Singin'  oh sweet sounds of American you

Never miss a Sunday service  never got tattoos

Every time we drive by wavin'
I see right through

**** you too

**** you too

I believe in the modest dream
Ain't lookin' for a pot of gold

A 6 pack and some good *********
I can watch my mama roll

I believe I can buy a few things
Like a house with a nice pool

Invite my nobody friends to the party
And we'll be in it  **** you

You got a blue collar father
Who drinks Budweiser out the bottle
20 dollars  an old Impala  a baby's mama
You work hard  you don't beg
You don't borrow
Night at the factory  daytime job at McDonald's
Your daddy told you that girl was nothin'
But a problem
But you fell in love
'Cause to you she was like a supermodel

And they told you not to go get married
But you went and did it anyway
It ain't no problem
You make somethin' out of nothin'
You make money for a livin'
Pushin' buttons  stickin' digits
Flippin' burgers in the kitchen
With the vision  you've been dreamin'
You've been savin'
You've been given nothin' but ****
But you take it 'cause you're patient in this prison
**** everybody visitin'
It ain't them who gotta live in this skin
With all these tattoos that you got
It ******' offends them
If it's you that I'm speakin' to
You must be my extension
I take my drink up and sip it
Take my hat off and tip it
Slumerican

Oh sweet sounds of American you

Never miss a Sunday service  never got tattoos

Every time we drive by wavin'
I see right through

**** you too

**** you too