ฟังเพลงYoung Americans

Young Americans - The Rocker Boys

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

All night

She wants the young American

Young American young American

She wants the young American

All night

She wants the young American

Scanning 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

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 "

She wants the young American

Young American young American

She wants the young American

All night

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

She wants the young American

Young American young American

She 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

Just you and your idol sing 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-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

All night

You want the young American

Young American young American

You want the young American

All night

You want the young American

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

All night

I want the young American

Young American young American

I want the young American

All right

I want the young American