And, ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?
Ain't that close to love?
Do we have to die for the fifty more?"
Heaven forbid, she'll take anything
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
All night
Showing nothing, he swoops like a song
Ain't there a man you can say no more?
I want the young American
Do you remember the bills you have to pay
"We live for just these twenty years
All night
But the freak and his type, all for nothing
Young American, young American
Well, ain't that poster love?
Have you been a hung American?
All night
Young American, young American
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die?
She took his ring, took his babies
He kissed her then and there
All the way from Washington
Break down and cry?
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
Young American, young American
She cries, "Where have all Papa's heroes gone?"
All night
Ain't there one damn song that can make me
Young American, young American
Or even yesterday?
Young American, young American
He misses a step and cuts his hand, but
And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging?
In case, just in case of depression
All right
Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands shake
Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything, but
All night
Not a myth, left from the ghetto
Well, well, well, would you carry a razor?
Am I still too young?
All night
He wants the young American
He frowns, gee my life's a funny thing
Well, it ain't that Barbie doll?
She finds the slinky vagabond
All night
All night
Just you and your idol singing falsetto 'bout
All right
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train
Young American, young American
Do you remember your President Nixon?
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces?
I want the young American
All night
He wants the young American
All night
I want the young American
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady’s got a Chrysler
She wants the young American
She wants the young American
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
I got a suite and you got defeat
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang, but
Scanning life through the picture windows
Leather, leather everywhere, and
Young American, young American
Young American, young American
Her heart's been broken just like you have
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Blushing at all the Afro-Sheeners