Ah ah ah, I'm freezing outside. I feel my skin tight. My coat is inside, but I look up at you. I tracked your plane ride for when you're in tonight. Tell me, when is the next time I'll run into you? It sounds insane, right? I'll take the same flight. Wait at your bedside. I'll land right next to you. I'm going stateside where I'll see you tonight. Tell me, how did a girl like me get into you? Get into you. Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah. Ah ah ah ah ah ah. You can be my American, ha, ha. Ha, ha. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Mwah. Is it right? I don't know. Yet you're taking my control. Never been abroad before. Now I'm knocking through your door. But you're nice, so I'll stay. Never mеt a British girl, you say? No one treats me this way. Arе all boys out here the same? What can I say? Uh huh, what can I do? Uh huh, I'm tryna be the girl that you're talking to, you're talking to, baby. And maybe you can be my American ha, ha boy, ah ah ah. You can be my American ha, ha boy, boy. Why can't you say that you want it too? Too. I'm flying intercontinental with you. And maybe you can be my American ha, ha boy, boy. You can be my American ha, ha.
Stateside by PinkPantheress & Zara Larsson












