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Young Americans Karaoke

David Bowie
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LyricsYoung Americans

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

SHE WANTS THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

SHE WANTS THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

SCANNING LIFE THROUGH

THE PICTURE WINDOW

SHE FINDS A

SLINKY VAGABOND

HE COUGHS AS

HE PASSES UP

HER RED MUSTANG

HEAVEN FORBID

SHE'D TAKE ANYTHING

BUT THE FREAK

AND HIS TYPE

ALL FOR NOTHING

MISSES A STEP AND

CUTS HIS HAND BUT

SHOWING NOTHING

HE SWOOPS LIKE A SONG

SHE CRIES

WHERE HAVE ALL

PAPA'S HEROES GONE

SHE WANTS THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

YEAH YEAH ALRIGHT

BUT SHE WANTS THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

ALL THE WAY FROM

WASHINGTON

HER BREADWINNER BEGS

OFF THE

BATHROOM FLOOR

WE LIVE FOR JUST

THESE TWENTY YEARS

DO WE HAVE TO DIE

FOR THE FIFTY MORE

AND ALL NIGHT

HE WANTS THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

YES HE DOES

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ALRIGHT

BUT HE WANTS THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

DO YOU REMEMBER

YOUR PRESIDENT NIXON

DO YOU REMEMBER

THE BILLS

YOU HAVE TO PAY

OR EVEN YESTERDAY

HAVE YOU BEEN AN

UN-AMERICAN

JUST YOU AND YOUR IDOL

SINGIN' FALSETTO ABOUT

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

THE BUS OF SURVIVORS

BLUSHING AT ALL THE

AFRO-SHIELAS

AIN'T THAT

CLOSE TO LOVE

WELL AIN'T THAT

POSTER LOVE

WELL IT AIN'T THAT

BARBIE DOLL

HER HEART'S

BEEN BROKEN

JUST LIKE YOU AND

ALL NIGHT

YOU WANT THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

YOUNG AMERICAN

ALRIGHT ALRIGHT

YOU WANT THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

YOU AIN'T A PIMP AND

YOU AIN'T A HUSTLER

A PIMP'S GOT A CADI'

AND A LADY

GOT A CHRYSLER

BLACKS GOT RESPECT

UH WHITES GOT HIS

SOUL TRAIN

MAMA'S GOT CRAMPS

AND LOOK AT YOUR

HANDS ACHE

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 AND

AIN'T THERE A PEN

THAT WILL WRITE

BEFORE THEY DIE

AIN'T YOU PROUD

THAT YOU GOT FACES

AIN'T THERE

ONE DAMN SONG

THAT CAN MAKE ME

BREAK DOWN AND CRY

ALL NIGHT I WANT THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

YOUNG AMERICAN

ALRIGHT I WANT THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

YOUNG AMERICAN

I WANT WHAT YOU WANT

I WANT WHAT YOU WANT

YOU WANT WHAT I

I WANT YOU YOU WANT I

I WANT YOU WANT

I WANT WHAT YOU WANT

DO YOU WANT

WHAT I WANT TOO

YOU WANT I

I WANT YOU

AND ALL I WANT IS THE

YOUNG AMERICAN

THE YOUNG AMERICAN

YOUNG AMERICAN

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Year
1975
Language
English
Genre
Soul, Pop, Rock
Length
5:27
Versions
Vocals
Composer
David Bowie
Lyrics
David Bowie
Publisher
Emi Music Publishing Scandinavia Ab, Bmg Rights Management (scandinavia) Ab, Warner Chappell Music Scand Ab