Verse
Elle King - America's Sweetheart
Intro
Verse 2
No There Ain't Nothing That I Gotta Prove
You Think Your Words Will Make Me Black And Blue, But I
I Think I'm Pretty With These Old Boots On I Think It's Funny When I Drink Too Much, Hey
You Tryna Change Me, You Can Go To Hell Cause I Don't Wanna Be Nobody Else
I Like The Chip I Got In My Front Teeth And I Got Bad Tattoos You Won't Believe
Pre-Hook
So Kick Out The Jams, Kick Up The Soul Pour Another Glass Of That Rock And Roll
Turn Up The Band, Fire In The Hole Gonna Lose Control Tonight
Hook
What Do You Want From Me I'm Not America's Sweetheart
So Beat The Drum With Me I'm Not America's Sweetheart
Well, They Say I'm Too Loud For This Town So
I Lit A Match And Burned It Down
What Do You Want From Me I'm Not America's Sweetheart But You Love Me Anyway
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Verse 3
My Hands Are Dirty And My Heart Is Cold Them Boys I Been With Say I Got No Soul When I
I Need Another Honey At The Bar I'll Think It's Funny When I Break His Heart
My Kind Of Medicine Is Whiskey Straight I Got A Mouth To Put You In Your Place, And They
They Said I'll Never Be The Poster Type But They Don't Make Posters Of My Kind Of Life
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