Peter Bunetta - The Kid's American lyrics

[Verse 1:] Rocking with the top down Barrelling down Highway 9 Picking up the same crowd By the exit sign Baby, gun your cares Paint your lips And it shines like gla** Midnight riders Lovers And rock and roll Oh, yeah Yeah, yeah [Chorus:] Gotta it in the blood The kid's American Underneath the hood You know The kid's American Cause he looks so good The kid's American Cruising faster than he should The kid's American [Verse 2:] Out behind the high school Smoking that cigarette Deep into the blue jeans And going to get deeper yet Oh, the night cougars Something's in the wind And it's coming fast Hold on, baby Try to take it slow Oh, no Yeah, yeah [Repeat Chorus:] [Bridge:] Dragging on all night Til there's nothing left By morning light Driving til your cha**is bottoms out Oh, yeah [Repeat Chorus:]