Young Americans

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, but Chorus All night She wants the young American Young American, young American, she wants the Young American All right She wants the young American Verse 2 Scanning life through the picture window uhuh 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 He misses a step and cuts his hand, but Showing nothing, he swoops like a song She cries Where have all Papa's heroes gone Chorus All night She wants the young American Young American, young American, she wants the Young American All right She wants the young American Bridge 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 Chorus All night He wants the young American Young American, young American He wants the young American All right He wants the young American Verse 3 Do you remember, your President Nixon huuhu Do you remember, the bills you have to pay Or even yesterday Have been the un-American huuhu Just you and your idol sing falsetto huuhu 'bout Leather, leather everywhere, and Not a myth left from the ghetto Well, well, well, would you carry a razor huuhu In case, just in case of depression huuhu Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors Blushing at all the Afro-Sheeners Ain't that close to love Well, ain't that poster love Well, it ain't that Barbie doll Her hearts have been broken just like you and Chorus All night All night You want the young American Young American, young American, you want the Young American All right You want the young American Verse 4 You 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 who 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 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 Young American, young American, I want the young American All night You and I I want you I Young American, young American, I want the young American All right I want the young American Young American, young American, I want the young American All night