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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, but
All night
She wants the young American
Young American, young American
She wants the young American
All right
She wants the young American
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?
All night
She wants the young American
Young American, young American
She wants the young American
All right
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?
All night
He wants the young American
Young American, young American
He wants the young American
All right
He wants the young American
Do you remember, your President Nixon?
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? No baby