Your Best American Girl

If I could, I′d be your little spoon
And kiss your fingers forevermore
But, big spoon, you have so much to do
And I have nothing ahead of me
You’re the sun, you′ve never seen the night
But you hear its song from the morning birds
Well, I’m not the moon, I’m not even a star
But awake at night, I′ll be singing to the birds

Don′t wait for me, I can’t come

Your mother wouldn′t approve
Of how my mother raised me
But I do, I think I do
And you’re an all-American boy
I guess I couldn′t help trying to be
Your best American girl

You’re the one, you′re all I ever wanted
I think I’ll regret this

Your mother wouldn’t approve
Of how my mother raised me
But I do, I finally do
And you′re an all-American boy
I guess I couldn′t help trying to be
The best American girl

Your mother wouldn’t approve
Of how my mother raised me
But I do, I think I do