American dreamgirl

Hey Mr. Music With all your illusions Your for gone conclusions Your grand delusions Hey Mr. Music My name’s not honey And don’t call me dear My eyes are up here I am not your American Dream, Your American Dream I am not your American Dream, Your American Dream Hey Mr. Music The life of the party Where everyone’s pretty And everyone’s easy I am not your American Dream, Your American Dream I am not your American Dream, Your American Dreamgirl Beautiful, Wasted Surrounded by the world that made us Plastic and wanted Subscribing to your airbrushed magazines Filled with America Dreamgirls I won’t be silenced by your By your small-minded validation Your silicone creation Rock ‘n’ Roll masturbation