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You could have knocked me out with a (feather)
I know you heard this all before, but were just hellÂ’s dreamers
Wh-wh-why wonÂ’t the world revolve around me?
Build my dreams, trees grow all over the streets

But I donÂ’t know much about classic cars
But I got a lot of friends talking classic cars
Down set, one, hut, hut, hike
Media, please

LetÂ’s hear it for AmericaÂ’s sweethearts
But I must confess
IÂ’m in love with my own sins
LetÂ’s hear it for AmericaÂ’s sweethearts
But I must confess
IÂ’m in love with my own sins

You can bow and pretend
That you donÂ’t, donÂ’t, donÂ’t know youÂ’re a legend
Time, time, time hasnÂ’t told anyone else yet
Let my love loose again

But I donÂ’t know much about classic cars
But I got a lot of friends talking classic cars
Down set, one, hut, hut, hike
Media, please

LetÂ’s hear it for AmericaÂ’s sweethearts
But I must confess
IÂ’m in love with my own sins
LetÂ’s hear it for AmericaÂ’s sweethearts
But I must confess
IÂ’m in love with my own sins

You could have knocked me out with a (feather)
I know you heard this all before

LetÂ’s hear it for AmericaÂ’s sweethearts
But I must confess
IÂ’m in love with my own sins
LetÂ’s hear it for AmericaÂ’s sweethearts
But I must confess (I must confess)
IÂ’m in love with my own sins

LetÂ’s hear it
Oh, letÂ’s hear it
LetÂ’s hear it
Oh, letÂ’s hear it
Sweethearts