~american dream~

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Soda pop
Fizzy laughs
Sitting on the deck
While the night turns into dawn
And the sunshine is lemon

Bubble gum giggles
Abandoned diner smiles
And daisy eyes

Where the sky tastes like ice-cream
Your words are peaches and cream
Those vintage wheels
Burn tire marks on my heart

You taste like chilled root beer
And your arms are wrapped around me
Like a sea of blue grass
Fireworks in my soul
Burning gasoline
Everytime you say my name

How much more perfect could you be
With your popsicle smiles
And buttercup tunes
You're my cherry pie
My red white and blue diamond
My Fourth of July night
My American Dream

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