Capo 1
[A] [G]
Verse 1
[A] Drivin' on the right-side road
[G] He says I'm pretty wearin' his clothes
[A] And he's got hands that make hell seem col
[G] Feet on the dashboard, he's [A]like
a poem I wish I wrot I wish I wrote
Chorus
And [D]he laughs [G] at all my jokes
And [A] he says [D] I'm so American
Oh, [G] God, it's [D] just not fair of him
To [A] make me [Bm] feel this much
I'd [D] Go anywhere [G] he goes
And [A] he says [D] I'm so American
Oh, [G] God, [D] I'm gonna marry him
If [A] he keeps this [Bm]sh*t up
I [G] might just be in lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
Verse 2
[A] God, I'm so boring and I'm so rude
Can't [G] have a conversation if it's [A] not all about you
The way you dress and the books you read
[G] I really love my bed, but, man,
it's hard [A] to sleep when he's with me
When he's with me
Chorus
And [D] he laughs at [G] all my jokes
And [A] he says [D] I'm so American
Oh, [G] God, it's just not fair of him
To [A] make me [Bm] feel this much
I'd Go anywhere [G] he goes
And [A] he says [D] I'm so American
Oh, [G] God, [D] I'm gonna marry him
If he [A] keeps [Bm] this sh*t up
I [G] might just be in [Gm]
lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
Bridge
I [Bm] apologize [G] if it's [D] a little
too much, just a little too soon
But [Bm] if the [G] conversation [D] ever were to come up
I don't wanna [Bm] assume [G] this stuff..
But ain't [D] it wrong?
I think I'm [A] in love
Chorus
And [D] he laughs [G] at all my jokes
And [A] he says I'm so American
Oh, [G] God, it's [D] just not fair of him
To [A] make me [Bm] feel this much
I'd [D] Go anywhere [G] he goes
And [A] he says [D] I'm so American
Oh, [G] God, [D] I'm gonna marry him
If he keeps this [Bm]sh*t up
I [G] might just be in [Gm]
lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love
(Okay, come on, ah) Stop it, ah