I took a walk with the palm trees,
As the daylight fell,
Sangria in a canteen,
Talking to myself,
This tattoo on my left hand,
Is turning purple-ish blue,
Daydreams of the romance,
Daydreams of you,
My pretty woman in a ballgown,
I'm Richard Gere in a tux,
Getting married in a courthouse,
Writing vows in a rush,
Making out before the judge,
With my teenage wife,
Got a wedding band done,
That I just might die with...


It's an American wedding,
They don't mean too much,
But we were so in love!
We had an American wedding,
Now, what's mine is yours,
That's American law!


M-R-S dot Alcyone,
She signed her name in pen,
In the fancy, fancy cursive,
Then turned her term papers in,
A thesis on Islamic,
Virgin brides and arranged marriage,
Hijabs and polygamist husbands,
Those poor un-American girls!
After school, she ran to me,
Jumped in my 5.0,
This is the home of the brave, land of the free,
But your parents still didn't know,
She said, "I've had a hell of a summer,
So, baby, don't take this hard,
But maybe we should get an annulment,
Before this goes way too far."


It's just an American wedding,
They don't mean too much,
They don't last enough,
We had an American wedding,
Now, what's mine is yours,
American divorce!


Well, you can have my Mustang,
That's all I've got in my name,
But Jesus Christ, don't break my heart,
This wedding ring won't ever wipe off,
But if you stay,
Oh, if you stay,
You'll probably leave later, anyway,
It's love made in the USA!


- Frank Ocean, AAW