Texty: John Mellencamp. American Dream.

I had a face so cute, made a young girl cry
And I could blow 'em away with just a wink of my eye
I got all dolled up on a Saturday night
Can't find a lady, so I'll start a fight
Hey, but ain't that the American Dream?

But at school the young boys would assemble down in the parking lot
And we spoke of the homecoming queen and all the goodies she's got
Well, those stories would choke a semi
And every dare was, do or die
Hey, but ain't that the American Dream?

Well, I grew up believin' I could do what I wanted to do
But when I got a little older, I found that it just wasn't true
Well, there's gotta be a place for me
Where I can be just what I want to be
Hey, but ain't that the American Dream?

Now, some of the girls are out teaching High School biology
And all of my boyfriends, they work down at Cummins factory
But me, I'm still out on the streets, trying to locate some destiny
Hey, but ain't that the American Dream?