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
But 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 go
* 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