American Love - Smallpools

she doesn’t panic from the warning signs

she’s hiding under foreign cotton and sheets of ice

until i come around and clear her mind

but i know who you are, so why don’t we start again

it was colder by the pond

so she wore a pair of my gloves

then she flew me to milan

she calls me her american love

a bay-and-gable in a small lake town

she wants to buy it from her dad just to tear it down

then tell her uncles they can have it now

but we’re still coming by just for the fireworks

it was colder by the pond

so she wore a pair of my gloves

then she flew me to milan

she calls me her american love

if i belonged to anyone

i’d choose a blond and have a son

and dress him up in tennis shoes

and play along until he’s good

if i belonged to anyone

i’d choose a blond and have a son

and teach him things to get him by

the city girls will never bite

if i belonged to anyone

i’d choose a blond and have a son

and dress him up in tennis shoes

and play along until he’s good yeah

it’s the american love