Your Best American Girl

If I could, I′d be your little spoon And kiss your fingers forevermore But, big spoon, you have so much to do And I have nothing ahead of me You're the sun, you′ve never seen the night But you hear its song from the morning birds Well, I'm not the moon, I'm not even a star But awake at night I′ll be singing to the birds Don′t wait for me, I can't come Your mother wouldn′t approve of how my mother raised me But I do, I think I do And you're an all-American boy I guess I couldn′t help trying to be your best American girl You're the one You′re all I ever wanted I think I'll regret this Your mother wouldn't approve of how my mother raised me But I do, I finally do And you′re an all-American boy I guess I couldn′t help trying to be the best American girl Your mother wouldn't approve of how my mother raised me But I do, I think I do