Red-Blooded American Guy
Copyright © Lee L. Halvorsen, 1996

 

 

Chorus:
       I'm just a Red-Blooded American Guy.
       I'm just a Red-Blooded American Guy.
       I love my country, Mom, and apple pie.
       I'm just a Red-Blooded American Guy.

Some people celebrate ordinary birthdays,
Where a cake and candles are the normal craze.
As for me, I must have fireworks in the sky.
'Cause, you see, I was born on the Fourth of July.

[Chorus:...love my freedom, Mom, ...]

Some people have wardrobes beyond compare;
They think that any event is a black-tie affiar.
As for me, I'd appear before kings and queens
In my old T-shirt and faded blue jeans

Late at night, I cruise the Sunset Strip,
Where the guys are cool and the girls are hip.
But, when the dawn comes, I must make my getaway
In my Fifty-seven Chevrolet.

[Chorus:...love my Chevy, blue jeans, Mom, ...]

I'm sure that you've heard, "It takes two."
I used to think that any woman would do.
But, I traveled and searched all around this world,
Just to find I need an all-American Girl!

[Chorus:...love the girl-next-door, Mom, ...]

I'm just a Red-Blooded American Guy.
I'm just a Red-Blooded American Guy.