Sexy Americans

Woah, Sexy Americans! Look at them.
Well I remember when you’re mother was young. She would dance all night with the television tuned to the Americans (that’s what I am).
And with a face she could flicker the lights. And she looked so blue under the ceiling fan. She didn’t understand your grandparents.
I was there, there watching from the screen. And I’m here right here and I’m on your TV And its been a long time since I’ve seen you.
And if you give me just one more chance I can make one more generation dance and I will make you I will make you into one of them — sexy Americans.
Hope its not too late Give me one more day And I swear, always I will keep you up to date There’s no territory lost, with out you There’s no telling what time will do A lot better will do a lot better if you Bought a little bit of love
Sexy Americans, look at them.
You’ve got a lotta cats even for cat person. And you’re tea tastes like estrogen And whats that smell? I said whats that smell? Is that you?
I said, “Hey, Boo” cause I didn’t the name But in this godforsaken light they all - look the same Buit I’ve got my self-help books And I’m ready to be pleased to meet you — so very pleased to meet you.
Hope its not too late Give me one more day And I swear, always I will keep you up to date There’s no territory lost, with out you There’s no telling what time will do A lot better will do a lot better if you bought a little bit of love
Sexy Americans, look at them.