No there ain't nothing that I gotta prove
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You think your words will make me black and blue
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But I, I think im pretty with these old boots on
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I think its funny when I drink too much, hey
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You try and change me you can go to hell
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Cause I don't want to be nobody else
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I like the chip I got in my front teeth
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And I got bad tattoos you won't believe
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So kick out the jams, kick up the soul
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Pour another glass of that rock and roll
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Turn up the band, fire in the hole
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Gonna lose control tonight
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What do you want from me, I'm not america's sweetheart
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So beat the drum with me, I'm not america's sweetheart
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Well they say I'm too loud for this town
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So I lit a match and burned it down
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What do you want from me, I'm not americas sweet heart
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But you love me anyway
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My hands are dirty and my heart is cold the boys
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I've been with say I got no soul, when I,
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I meet another honey at the bar,
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I'll think its funny when I break his heart, mmm now,
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My kind of medicine is whiskey straight,
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I got a mouth to put you in your place, and they,
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They said I'll never be the poster type,
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But they don't make posters of my kind of life
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So kick out the jams, kick up the soul
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Pour another glass of that rock and roll
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Turn up the band, fire in the hole
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Gonna lose control tonight
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What do you want from me, I'm not americas sweetheart
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So beat the drum with me, I'm not americas sweetheart
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Well they say I'm too loud for this town
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So I lit a match and burned it down
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What do you want from me, I'm not americas sweetheart, but you love me anyway
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You love me anyway [x2]
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Kick out the jams, kick up the soul
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Pour another glass of that rock and roll
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Turn up the band, fire in the hole, holler if you ready,
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Gonna lose control
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Kick out the jams, kick up the soul
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Pour another glass of that rock and roll
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Turn up the band, fire in the hole,
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Gonna lose control tonight
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What do you want from me, I'm not americas sweetheart
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So beat the drum with me, I'm not americas sweetheart
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Well they say I'm too loud for this town
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So I lit a match and burned it down
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What do you want from me, I'm not americas sweetheart, but you love me anyway
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You love me anyway [x2]
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I'm not americas sweetheart
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America's Sweetheart
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| Elle King |
