Il testo della American cars

I picked you up and you climbed
Through the window, we took a midnight cruise
The way you looked with your hair all windblown
Nothin' i could do but

Thank god for american cars
Thank god for you
Thank god for american cars
And every little thing you do

We parked out in the middle of nowhere
Radio on, you slid over and whispered
In my ear, i love this song
I thought

Thank god for american cars
Thank god for you
Thank god for american cars
And every little thing that you do
Oh yeah

I got a date with a piece of heaven
I got a love that's true
I got a '69 fastback mustang
Boss 302

Thank god for american cars
Thank god for you
Thank god for american cars
And every little thing you do

Thank god for american cars
Thank god for you
Thank god for american cars
And every little thing you do

Thank god for american cars
Thank god for you
Thank god for american cars
And every little thing you do