Parmalee - American Nights lyrics

Yeah, American nights coming out of that dash Going big time on a little bit of cash Ain’t nothing better, no there ain’t nothing like American nights Somewhere out there in America There’s a long haul driver filling up And a welcome back home party, twelve ounce toast Carolina toes on a California coast At the coast the sun going down Feels like nothing two-lane towns Parts on a hood down airport road Seeing how high they can go Yeah, American nights coming out of that dash Going big time on a little bit of cash Raising one up and singing along Living the words to all those songs American nights lighting up that sky That bottle-rocket going off look in her eyes Ain’t nothing better, no there ain’t nothing like American nights Yeah, these American nights Lipstick painting on your baby’s lips Overtime working that graveyard shift Corner booth kiss in a downtown bar Kids driving around in daddy’s car Mama staying up, steady watching the clock Everybody hide, here come the cops Hearts on fire, whiskey on ice, year Just another slice Of American nights coming out of that dash Going big time on a little bit of cash Raising one up and singing along Living the words to all those songs American nights lighting up that sky That bottle-rocket going off look in her eyes Ain’t nothing better, no there ain’t nothing like American nights Woah, and at the end of a long, hard day Woah, you know we just can’t wait For those American nights coming out of that dash Going big time on a little bit of cash Raising one up and singing along Living the words to all those songs American nights lighting up that sky That bottle-rocket going off look in her eyes Ain’t nothing better, no there ain’t nothing like American nights Yeah, these American nights Yeah, American nights (American nights)