A breakfast cereal prize
My dad used to tell me, I was lazy
All American girl
To catch you when you fall
The star next to the moon
To be the queen of it all
So many numbers that you gotta Rolodex them
And I know I’m just here to amuse you
Or that you’re just like everybody else in the world
And I don’t mean to abuse you
But sure know how to confuse me
So much muscle that you never gotta flex them
Or that you don’t shave your legs when you’re lazy
But if I could just use you one more time
Now I bet you won’t say you get crazy
And tell me what it’s like to be the one and only
All American girl
You just got lucky, that’s all
Now I know I’m just here to amuse you
And tell me what it’s like to be the one and only
I got dance moves like Patrick Swayze
And tell me what it’s like to be the one and only
Tell me what it’s like to be the house on the hill
But every now and then I get to the kneelin’
I’m the left over turkey for the world’s mayonnaise
And I don’t mean to confuse you
Like a Sunday afternoon
And I know you’re not here to amuse me
But if I could just use you one time
To tell me what it’s like to be a star on the rise
All American girl, the All American girl
To thank Him for it all
Now I never had a supernatural feelin’
So if I could just ask you once again
Tell me what it’s like
The Neiman Marcus of the Mall
Not to mention a sexual healin’
You probably got some inside connection
The number one diet pill
You’re makin’ things happen while I’m relaxin’
