chasing pavements

i aint chasing pavements
or begging you for mercy
im a superstar
aint you heard me
no need to apologize
im yours

i kissed a girl
and i liked it,im sure
all summer long
when the wind blows
im a mac
the way i bust your windows

you said, please read the letter man
im an american boy
and its the year of the gentlemen

but i aint gonna write you a love song
an american gangster wouldnt do that
even if there was no air
and youre bleeding love
i wouldnt even care
im a cool cat

i took a paper plane to disturbia
left no paper trail
so what you say?
im chillin on violet hill
come close so ill take you there

every superwoman needs an amazing man
we'll have kids like were raising sand
change clothes
we could viva la hov
licking lollipops and rainbows.