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letra de young americans - durand jones & the indications

[verse 1]
they pulled in just behind the bridge
he lays her down, he 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 nowhere
heaven knows, she’d have taken anything, but

[chorus]
all night
she wants the young american
young american, young american, she wants the
young american
all right
she wants the young american

[verse 2]
scanning life through the picture window (uhuh)
she finds the slinky vagabond
he coughs as he p-sses 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?

[chorus]
all night
she wants the young american
young american, young american, she wants the
young american
all right
she wants the young american

[bridge]
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?”

[chorus]
all night
he wants the young american
young american, young american
he wants the young american
all right
he wants the young american

[verse 3]
do you remember, your president nixon? (huuhu)
do you remember, the bills you have to pay?
or even yesterday?
have been the un-american? (huuhu)
just you and your idol sing falsetto (huuhu)
’bout leather, leather everywhere, and
not a myth left from the ghetto
well, well, well, would you carry a razor (huuhu)
in case, just in case of depression? (huuhu)
sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
blushing at all the afro-sheeners
ain’t that close to love?
well, ain’t that poster love?
well, it ain’t that barbie doll
her hearts have been broken just like you and

[chorus]
all night
(all night )you want the young american
young american, young american, you want the
young american
all right
you want the young american

[verse 4]
you ain’t a pimp and you ain’t a hustler
a pimp’s got a cadi and a lady got a chrysler
black’s got respect, and white’s got his soul train
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 who can say no more?
and, ain’t there a woman i can
sock on the jaw?
and, 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?
ain’t there one d-mn song that can make me
break down and cry?

[chorus]
all night
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, young american, i want the young american
all night
you and i
i want you
i
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

- durand jones the indications

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