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From New York City to the Golden Gate,The Great Lakes to the Rio GrandeThere's a hip new feelingThat we're awfully appealingTo the universal common manSo get in lineIf you'd like to shake our hands[Chorus]We're the onesWe're the popular AmericansOoh yeah, back on the sceneWe've come to pledge allegianceAt the altar of convenienceIn our wide-leg baggy jeansAnd we've pinned our passionsOn the tail end of fashionNow we're as sexy as our shaving creamSongtexteWhen in doubtWe consult our magazines[Chorus]We're the onesWe're the popular AmericansOooh yeah, back on the sceneHaving funWe're the popular AmericansOooh yeah, bet you wish you were meI bet you wish you were me, yeahDon't you wish you were meBaby, back on the sceneWhen you're so prestigiousIt makes you half-religiousIn a patriotic sort of wayOur money says we trustBut you know it's only justA party slogan we were taught to sayNine out of ten dentists agree[Chorus]We're the onesWe're the popular AmericansOooh yeah, back on the sceneHaving funWe're the popular AmericansOooh yeah, bet you wish you were meI'll bet you wish you were me, yeahDon't you wish you were me, yeahBack on the sceneWhoo!
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"Popular Americans" as written by Ian Ashley Eskelin, Douglas Kaine Mckelvey, Dave Clo
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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