ARTIST: David Bowie
TITLE: Young Americans
Lyrics and Chords
[ F6 = 
(or Dm7); A6 = 
]
They pulled in just behind the fridge
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
/ C - / Dm7 - / F - / G - / :
All night, she wants the young American
Young American, young American
She wants the young American
All right, but she wants the young American
/ F6 - G6 - / C - / Dm7 - / F6 - G6 - /
Scanning life through the picture window
She finds the slinky vagabond
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang
Heaven forbid she'd take anything
But the freak and his type, all for nothing
He 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 wants the young American
Young American, young American
She wants the young American
All right, 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"
All right, he wants the young American
Young American, young American
He wants the young American
All right, but he wants the young American
Interlude: / Am - Em - F - G - /
Do you remember your president Nixon
Do you remember the bills you have to pay
Or even yesterday
/ Am Em C G / Am Em Fmaj7 F6 / E - /
Interlude: / D - Em - Bb(X) - G(VII) - D(V) - /
Have you been the un-American
Just you and your idol singing 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 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 heart's been broken just like you have
/ D - / Em7 - / G - / A - / :
All night, all night, want the young American
Young American, young American
You want the young American
All right, you want the young American
/ G6 - A6 - / D - / Em7 - / G6 - A6 - /
You ain't a pimp and you ain't no hustler
Young American, young American
A pimp's got a Caddy and a lady got a Chrysler
You want the young American
Black's got respect, white's got his soul train
All night
Mama's got cramps and look at your hands shake
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
All night
Ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw
Ain't there a child I can hold without judging
Young American, young American
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die
You want the young American
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces
All night
And ain't there one damn 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
All right, I want the young American
{Repeat}
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