I love that mountain with those four big heads I love Velveeta slapped on Wonder bread I love a commie if he's good and dead, yup I love America
I love Old Glory and homemade pie I think them Ruskies should be sterilized I love my chicken Kentucky Fried Finger lickin' good!
Hey there, this is A.B. Cooper from Cooper's Carnival of Clean and Classic Cars It's our fourth of July sale Here at Cooper's Carnival of Clean and Classic Cars At the corner of Collins and Commerce I've got lot full of the finest, funny looking, cars money can buy At prices even you can afford So come on down and say hello to me, and granny And bring the kids to meet my snake I say, "Bye." Granny says, "Bye." And the snake says, "Sssssssssss"
I love General Patton in World War Two My Pocket Fisherman and my Crazy Glue I love the Beav and Wally too, yeah I love America
I love the bomb, hot dogs and mustard I love my girl, but I sure don't trust her I love what the Indians did to Custer I love America
Here they come! There they go!
I love my jeans, and I love my hair I love a real tight skirt and a real nice pair And on the fourth of July, I love the rockets' red glare I love America
I watch the A-Team every Tuesday night I graduated, but I ain't too bright I love Detroit 'cause I was born to fight I love America
I love the Tigers, but I hate the Mets I ride my hog, but I race my Vette I gotta job, but, hell, I'm still in debt I love America
I love my bar, and I love my truck I'd do most anything to make a buck I love a waitress who loves to... flirt! They're the best kind I love America Turn me on Well, I gotta go now I love America Bye bye, I tell you what though, I really do love it You ain't going to catch me at no may-day rally