Americana lyrics
My people
One time for my people
Americana, blue jeans, and marijuana
Type of friends that show you love, but pickin' on ya
On the phone, [?] alone, 'round the corner
Springsteen with Billie Jean
And if your mama don't care about it
We're gonna get home when we get home
And if your mama don't care about it
We're gonna get home when we get home
Oh my god, workin' hard, hand to heaven
Couple toys and broken boys from Alabama
Take thе boy from Jersey Shore to country grammar
Jay-Z and littlе James Dean
And if your mama don't care about it
We're gonna get home when we get home
And if your mama don't care about it
We're gonna get home when we get home
Americana
Americana
We're gonna get home when we get home, ooh
My brother is your brother, and my sister
Is your sister, it's all part of the bigger picture
Arms lift up, love's hard so love harder
My love is your love, I know you want it
A-A-Americana (Oh)
A-A-Americana (Oh)
A-A-Americana (Oh)
A-A-Americana (Oh)
And if your mama don't care about it
Oh, oh
And if your mama don't care about it
We're gonna get home
I know you wanna
Americana (Oh)
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Americana is a song interpreted by Jonas Brothers