Young Americans

Lyrics: David Bowie Music: David Bowie Well,they pulled in just behind the bridge She lays he down she 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 have taken anything,but all night She wants the young American Young American,Young American She was a 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 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 Clinton Do you remember bill you have to pay Or even yesterday Have you have been an un-American Just you and your idol singing 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 sheilas Ain't that close to love Well ain't that poster love,not baby Well it ain't that barbie doll Her heart's been broken just like you have 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(Young American) A pimp's got a cadi and a lady got a Chrysler(Young American,you want the young American) Black's got respect and white's got his soul train (All night) 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 you can say no more(All night) And ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw And ain't there a child I can hold without judging(Young American,young American) Ain't there a pen that will write before they die(You want the young American) Ain't you proud that you've still got faces(All night) 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(Yse,I do) All right 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.I want the young American All right I want the young American Young American,young American.I want the young American All night