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Young Americans

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They pulled in just behind the bridge

He lays her down, he frowns

Gee my life's a funny thing, am I still too young?

He kissed her then and there

She took his ring, took his babies

It took him minutes, took her nowhere

Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything, butAll night

She wants the young American

Young American, young American, she wants the young American

All right

She wants the young AmericanScanning life through the picture window

She finds the slinky vagabond

He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang, but

Heaven forbid, she'll take anything

But the freak, and his type, all for nothing

Misses a step and cuts his hand, but

Showing nothing, he swoops like a song

She cries where have all Papa's heroes gone?All night

She wants a young American

Young American, young American, she wants the young American

All right

She wants the young AmericanAll the way from Washington

Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor

"We live for just these twenty years

Do we have to die for the fifty more?"All night

He wants the young American

Young American, young American, he wants the young American

All right

He wants the young AmericanDo you remember, your President Nixon?

Do you remember, the bills you have to pay

For even yesterday?Have you have been an un-American?

Just you and your idol singing falsetto 'bout

Leather, leather everywhere, and

Not a myth left from the ghetto

Well, well, well, would you carry a razor

In case, just in case of depression?

Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors

Blushing at all the afro-Sheilas

Ain't that close to love?

Well, ain't that poster love?

Well, it ain't that Barbie doll

Her heart's been broken just like you haveAll night

All night was a young American

Young American, young American, you want the young American

All right

All right you want the young AmericanYou ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler

A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler

Black's got respect, and white's got his Soul Train

Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands ache

(I heard the news today, oh boy)

I got a suite and you got defeat

Ain't there a man you can say no more?

And, ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?

And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging?

Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?

Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?

Ain't there one damn song that can make me

Break down and cry?All night

I want the young American

Young American, young American, I want the young American

All right

I want the young American, young American whoa whoaYoung American, young American

I want what you want

I want what you want

You want more

I want you

You want I

I want you

I want what you want

But you want what you want

You want I

I want you

And all I want is a young American

Young American

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