He's got the slicked back hair, leather jacket
He's my rebel without a cause
Cigarette in his mouth
I'll be playing with his heart so he holds on

I put my rhinestones on in the lobby
I have my breakfast with my Tiffany on
Know I got those ruby reds round my neck
With his eyes on my body just holding on, oh

Turn on a vinyl, let it spin
I like to dance real slow to Bob Dylan
Watching him, watching me
Watching

An American movie, motion picture
We're living a movie, he's my victor
Bathing in champagne and Porsche joyriding
Kissing in the rain and slow motion fucking
Eh, oh American movie
Eh, oh American movie
Eh, oh
Eh, oh
Eh, oh

We only meet in the dark, dark hours
Smashing bottles on the bathroom floor
Know I like it, little messed up, little less dressed up
Keep holding on oh

Turn on a vinyl, let it spin
I like to dance real slow to Bob Dylan
Watching him, watching me
Watching

An American movie, motion picture
We're living a movie, he's my victor
Bathing in champagne and Porsche joyriding
Kissing in the rain and slow motion fucking
Eh, oh American movie
Eh, oh American movie
Eh, oh
Eh, oh
Eh, oh

Eh, oh
Eh, oh, woah, woah, oh
Eh, oh

Baby let's shoot another scene
Oh, oh, oh
Cause love looks better on the silver screen
Oh, oh, oh
Baby let's shoot another scene
Cause love looks better on the silver screen
The silver screen

So baby turn on a vinyl, let it spin
I like to dance real slow to Bob Dylan
Watching him, watching me
Watching

An American movie, motion picture
We're living a movie, he's my victor
Bathing in champagne and Porsche joyriding
Kissing in the rain and slow motion fucking
Eh, oh American movie
Eh, oh American movie
Eh, oh
Eh, oh
Eh, oh

Eh, oh
Eh, oh, woah, woah, oh
Eh, oh