"American Boys" в акустично изпълнение; радио 95 WIIL ROCK, Лизи току-що е съчинила песента. Културна публика, всички седят, снимат, слушат в захлас историко-урбано-глобалистичното и усещане за света на младите мъже; тя е там, сред тях, където е срещнала Джо (китариста), и където го е "накарала" да напусне университета:
"Friday night boys and the PBR,
Chasing 'Jack', getting wrecked in small town bars.
You're a big city roller in NYC,
'Sharp dressed man' just like ZZ.
Harley riding biker in a leather jacket,
Like riding bitch, you're sitting on the back, yeah.
Pretty boys at the university,
Watching them walk in their Levi jeans.
Can't help but fall,
God bless 'em all!
American boys
(Gotta love 'em, gotta need 'em, gotta want 'em),
They're my drug of choice.
(Wanna slay 'em, wanna lay 'em, wanna play 'em),
They're my favorite toys.
Metal head boys in the back of a Camaro
Banging to Metallica on the radio.
From an all-star stud to a punk like you,
We've got so many flavors that I just can't choose!
Of this American girl.
Ain't nothing like 'em,
Rock me like 'em!
Come, make a move,
Do what you do..."
Lzzy Hale, "American Boys"
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