I remember how pretty you looked in the city
With that bottle of wine in your suitcase
You said "I'm going to London,
I hope I find something
that makes me want to stay"
Well maybe you'll come back, back, back
And wish you never left
Oh, you could just stay here forever in my happiness
If you come back, back, back,
Hope you keep your accent
Cause I've been dreaming of my American girl
I see you twirling on the rooftop in your sundress
Such a beautiful mess, my baby
I see you dancing on the sand
Just like a movie
You're so groovy
My baby, oh oh
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