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Young Americans

Áño: 2007 - Álbum: Young Americans

	  
Intro: C  Dm  F  G (4x)

C 
They pulled in just behind the fridge 
       Dm 
He lays her down-he frowns 
F 
"Gee my life's a funny thing 
     G 
Am I still too young" 
C 
He kissed her then and there 
                    Dm 
She took his ring, took his babies 
    F 
It took him minutes, took her nowhere 
G 
Heaven knows she'dve taken anything 

F    G 
All night-she want s the young American 
C   Dm 
Young American, young American 

she wants the young American 
      F  G 
It's all right-but she wants the young American 

Scanning life thru the picture window 

She finds the slinky vagabond 

He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang 

Heaven forbid she'll take anything 

But the freak and his type-all for nothing 

Misses a step and cuts his hand 

Showing nothing he swoops like a song 

She cries "where have all papa's heroes gone?" 

All night-she want s the young American 

Young American, young American 

she wants the young American 

It's all right-but she wants the young American 

All the way from Washington 

He breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor 

"Live for just these twenty years 

Do we have to die for the fifty more?" 

All night-he want s the young American 

Young American, young American 

he wants the young American 

It's all right-but he wants the young American... 

( Am  G  F  G ) 

Am               G      C 
Do you remember your President Nixon? 
Am              G            F 
So you remember the bills you have to pay 
            E 
or even yesterday? 

( D  G  G  D  A ) 

D 
Have you been the un-American 
Em 
Just you and your id singing falsetto 'bout 
G 
leather, leather everywhere and 
A 
not a myth left from the Ghetto 
D 
Well, well, well would you carry a razor? 
Em 
In case, just in case of depression 
G 
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors 
A 
Blushing at all the afro-sheeners 

Ain't that close to love? 

Well ain't that poster love? 

Well it ain't that brbie doll 

Her hearts have been broken just like you 

G  A 
All night-you want  the young American 
D                                     Em 
Young American, young American 

you want the young American 
    G   A 
It's all right-you want the young American 

You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler 

Pimps got a Caddy-lady got a Chrysler 

Black's got respect-white's got his soul train 

Mama's got cramps and look at your hands hey 

"I heard the news today, oh boy" 

I got-suite and you got defeat 

Ain't there a man-who could say no more 

Ain't there a woman-I can sock on the jaw 

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 

and ain't there one *** 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 

It's all right-I want the young American 
	  

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