My Americana

Every time June switches to July

I think of Sixers by the side of O'Hogan Street

We haven't talked since you got the call

Wonder if it all's goin' right out at UT

When you were mine, felt like a leather jacket Elvis in his prime

The day you left felt like the day the music died

Don't know how our history is written in your mind

But in mine, it's

Marlboro Red, white lightnin', midnight blue

Your mama's Honda, my Americana

2 a.m., come home with your perfume all on my collar

Dolce and Gabbana

And parkin' lots, coolin' them tires off

When I couldn't keep my hands on ten and two

Fast cars, heartbreak, good girls don't stay longer than the summer

My Americana was you

Those days of gold, you hangin' off my shoulder

And when it got cold at the Watertown drive-in

We used to shine like a Super 8 sign

But we only burned bright that high that time when

Marlboro Red, white lightnin', midnight blue

Your mama's Honda, my Americana

2 a.m., come home with your perfume all on my collar

Dolce and Gabbana

And parkin' lots, coolin' them tires off

When I couldn't keep my hands on ten and two

Fast cars, heartbreak, good girls don't stay longer than the summer

My Americana was you

My Americana was you

When you were mine, felt like a leather jacket Elvis in his prime

The day you left felt like the day the music died

Don't know how our history is written in your mind

But in mine, it's

Marlboro Red, white lightnin', midnight blue

Your mama's Honda, my Americana

2 a.m., come home with your perfume all on my collar

Dolce and Gabbana

And parkin' lots, coolin' them tires off

When I couldn't keep my hands on ten and two

Fast cars, heartbreak, good girls don't stay longer than the summer

My Americana was you

Mmm, my Americana was you