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, oh, 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

And your mother wouldn't approve of how my mother raised me

But I do, I think I do