They pulled in just behind the fridge,
He lays he 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 no-where
Heaven knows, she'd've taken anything, but{Chorus, *she* version}
*She* wants the young American
But *she* wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window,
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] she finds the slinky vagabond
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] He coughs as he passes up her red Mustang, but
Heaven forbid, she take anything
But the freak, and his type, all for nothing,
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] misses a step and cuts his hand. But
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] showing nothing, he swoops like a song
She cries Where have all Papas' heroes gone? {chorus, *she* version}
*She* wants the young American
But *she* wants the young American
All 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? , had{chorus, *he* version}
*He* wants the young American
But *He* wants the young American
Do you remember
Your President Nixon?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Do you remember
The bills you have to pay,
Or even yesterday?
Have you have been an un-American?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Just you and your idol singing falsetto
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] 'bout leather, leather everywhere, and
Not a myth left from the ghetto
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] in case, just in case of depression?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors,
Blushing at all the afro-Sheila's
Ain't that close to love?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, ain't that poster love?
[Doo-doo-doo-woo] Well, it ain't that Barbie doll,
Her heart's been broken just like you have{chorus, *you* version}
*YOU* wants the young American
But *YOU* wants the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
A pimps' got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
Blacks got respect, uhh, whites got his soul train
Mamas' got cramps, and look at your hands ache
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?{chorus, *I* version}
*I* wants the young American
But *I* wants the young American
*I* wants the young American
But *I* wants the young American
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