Young American, young American
Young American, young American
Do you remember, your President Nixon?
Break down and cry?
Young American, young American
Well, he wants the young American
He wants the young American
She took his ring, took his babies
I want the young American
Young American, young American
All right
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
He kissed her then and there
I want the young American, young American
He wants the young American
Black's got respect, and White's got his soul train
Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands shake
"We live for just these twenty years
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Or even yesterday?
She wants the young American
All night
I got a suite and you got defeat
I want the young American
Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything, but
All night
And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging?
Do we have to die for the fifty more?"
She wants the young American
Ain't there a man you can say no more?
All right
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?
Ain't there one damn song that can make me
"Gee my life's a funny thing, am I still too young?"
I want the young American
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady’s got a Chrysler
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?
All night
Do you remember, the bills you have to pay
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
All right
All the way from Washington
And, ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?
She wants the young American
