Stateside + Zara Larsson

I'm freezing outside, I feel my skin tight

My coat is inside, but I look up at you

I tracked your plane ride for when you're in tonight

Tell me, when is the next time I'll run into you?

It sounds insane, right?

I'll take the same flight

Wait at your bedside

I'll land right next to you

I'm going stateside

Where I'll see you tonight

Tell me, how did a girl like me get into you? (Into you)

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

You can be my American, ha, ha (Ha, ha)

Ha, ha, ha, ha (Mwah)

Is it right? I don't know

Yet you're taking my control

Never been abroad before

Now I'm knocking through your door

But you're nice, so I'll stay

Never met a British girl, you say?

No onе treats me this way

Are all boys out hеre the same?

What can I say? (Uh-huh) What can I do? (Uh-huh)

I'm tryna be the girl that you're talking to (You're talking to)

And maybe you can be my American ha, ha boy (Ah-ah-ah)

You can be my American ha, ha boy (Boy)

Why can't you say that you want it too? (Too)

I'm flying intercontinental with you

And maybe you can be my American ha, ha boy (Boy)

You can be my American, ha, ha

All those years I put in for the American Dream

Is it worth all the work if you can't be here with me? (Me)

'Cause I fly Stockholm to LA

In my feelings on the plane

Worries fade away (Fade away)

When I hit the stage

I've been touring stateside

Kissing my Swedish boy over FaceTime

Who knew, opening up would make me a headline?

Boots, that's my ego boost

Schedule ain't been loose for a minute

Yeah, I'm that girl, I've been it (Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah)

Oh, oh-oh, ooh, woah-oh

Oh-oh-oh, ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh-ah

What can I say? (Uh-huh) What can I do? (Uh-huh)

I'm tryna be the girl that you're talking to (You're talking to)

And maybe you can be my American ha, ha boy (Ah-ah-ah)

You can be my American ha, ha boy (Boy)

Why can't you say that you want it too? (Uh-huh)

I'm flying intercontinental with you

And maybe you can be my American ha, ha boy (Hey, boy)

You can be my American, ha, ha

Is it right? I don't know

But you're taking my control

Never been abroad before

Now I'm knocking through your door

But you're nice, so I'll stay

Never met a Swedish girl, you say?

No one treats me this way

Are all boys out here the same?