I got a '57 Chevy with 4 on the floor
Glasspacks, cheater slicks, 454
Girls on the phone, girls at my door
They just keep coming back for more

I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy
I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy

Got a pink Stratocaster and my band is hot
A wild streak a mile wide that just won't stop
Got a chain on my mirror made of beer can tops
A chip on my shoulder, better not knock it off

I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy
I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy

Well, her eyes are blue and her skin is tanned
The girl next to me thinks that I'm all hands
And I'm gonna touch her everywhere I can

I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy
I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy
I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy
I'm just a red-blooded, fun-lovin' all-American boy