[00:27.290]They pulled in just behind the fridge,
[00:29.790]he lays he down, he frowns
[00:32.670]Gee my life's a funny thing, am I still too young?
[00:38.790]He kissed her then and there,
[00:40.730]she took his ring, took his babies
[00:43.540]
[00:44.200]It took him minutes, took her no-where
[00:47.230]Heaven knows, she'd've taken anything
[00:53.540]She wants the young American
[00:56.040]
[01:04.920]but she wants the young American
[01:07.420]Scanning life through the picture window,
[01:10.110]she finds the slinky vagabond
[01:12.360]He coughs as he passes up her red Mustang, but
[01:16.170]Heaven forbid, she take anything
[01:18.730]But the freak, and his type, all for nothing,
[01:21.610]misses a step and cuts his hand. But
[01:24.100]showing nothing, he swoops like a song
[01:26.870]She cries Where have all Papas' heroes gone She wants the young American
[01:44.770]she wants the young American All  the way from Washington,
[01:49.770]her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
[01:53.040]We live for just these twenty years,
[01:55.390]do we have to die for the fifty more?, had
[01:58.950]
[02:02.260]He wants the young American
[02:04.490]
[02:13.430]but He wants the young American
[02:27.930]Do you remember
[02:30.310]your President Nixon?
[02:33.320]Do you remember
[02:35.450]the bills you have to pay,
[02:37.880]or even yesterday?
[02:38.320]
[02:53.590]Have you have been an un-American?
[02:56.150]Just you and your idol singing falsetto
[02:58.750]'bout leather, leather everywhere, and
[03:01.850]not a myth left from the ghetto
[03:04.470]Well, well, well, would you carry a razor
[03:06.850]in case, just in case of depression?
[03:08.980]
[03:10.450]Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors,
[03:12.950]blushing at all the afro-Sheila's
[03:15.760]Ain't that close to love?
[03:18.010]Well, ain't that poster love?
[03:21.070]Well, it ain't that Barbie doll,
[03:24.040]her heart's been broken just like you have
[03:27.480]
[03:31.620]YOU wants the young American
[03:41.420]
[03:42.120]YOU wants the young American
[03:44.430]You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
[03:46.870]A pimps' got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler
[03:49.680]Blacks got respect, uhh, whites got his soul train
[03:52.500]Mamas' got cramps, and look at your hands ache
[03:56.660]
[03:58.790]I got a suite and you got defeat
[04:01.220]Ain't there a man you can say no more?, and
[04:03.970]Ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw, and
[04:06.970]Ain't there a child I can hold without judging?
[04:09.530]Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?
[04:12.600]Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?
[04:15.100]Ain't there one damn song that can make me
[04:18.540]break down and cry?
[04:26.310]
[04:27.620]wants the I young American
[04:29.290]
[04:38.230]but I wants the young American