If I could, I'd be your little spoon
And kiss your fingers forevermore
But, big spoon, you have so much to do
And I have nothing ahead of me
You're the sun, you've
never seen the night
But you hear its song
from the morning birds
Well I'm not the moon,
I'm not even a star
But awake at night I'll
be singing to the birds
Don't wait for me, I can't come
Your mother wouldn't approve
of how my mother raised me
But I do, I think I do
And you're an all American boy
I guess I couldn't help trying
to be your best American girl
You're the one
You're all I ever wanted
I think I'll regret this
Your mother wouldn't approve
of how my mother raised me
But I do, I finally do
And you're an all American boy
I guess I couldn't help trying
to be the best American girl
Your mother wouldn't approve
of how my mother raised me
But I do, I think I do
