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 All night She wants a young American Young American, young American, she wants the young American All night But she wants the young American Scanning life through the picture window She finds the slinky vagabond He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang But Heaven forbid, she'll 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?" All night She wants the young American Young American, young American, she wants the young American All right Well, she wants the young American 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? All night He wants the young American Young American, young American He wants the young American All right (all right) Well, he wants the young American Do you remember, your President Nixon? Do you remember, the bills you have to pay? Or even yesterday? Have been the un-American? Just you and your idol sing falsetto 'Bout 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 hearts have been broken just like you and 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 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 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, young American Young American, young American I want the young American (I want what you want) All night (I want what you, you want I) Young American, want the young American All right Young American, young American, I want the young American All right

You said you're having strange dreams Are they good or bad or both? Got a head full, blurry thoughts, babe You livin' with a ghost In a big house in the country Too much space and you feel trapped Thoughts go bouncing off the walls Got no one there to watch your back Should we start lovin', give this a try? You got baggage, but so do I You got baggage, but so do I Let's give it a try B-A-G-G-A-G-E Get off my back, you're killin' me Get off my back Get off my back Get off my back I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free This love is like a business It could drive us both insane Blind emotion leads to commotion But part of me likes that game Part of me wants the chaos And part of me walks alone What am I doing, who am I foolin' It's a life spent on your own Should we start lovin', give this a try? You got baggage, but so do I You got baggage, but so do I Let's give it a try B-A-G-G-A-G-E Get off my back, you're killin' me Get off my back Get off my back Get off my back I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free I've spent my whole life running I've spent my whole life running from myself I've spent my whole life running I've spent my whole life running from myself B-A-G-G-A-G-E Get off my back, you're killin' me Get off my back Get off my back Get off my back I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free I'm breakin' free

Yea, I do it Yea, I do it Unstoppable Not guilty the verdict I know that it's possible I got a lawyer who ain't lost Sue Ann the top of the firm though OG my pack let it burn though I like the smell of the air I got some ash on my shoes I buy myself a new pair If I complain who cares Americans really a trip I fall asleep with Puerto Rico every night I dont be worried bout these niggas And they lies All cap I'll take yo bitch and get all cap Spin the block make em double back Cuz she kick you out Cuz them her racks Look How I'm doing Water They call me a figi baby Bro watch yo mouth You might need me later I get you some money cdbaby Yea couple racks I do a feature want all of that Hit from the back I want all ass Cum on yo titties and run it back Yea these niggas Think I gotta prove shit King of my movement Label less artist There ain't no confusion I do this shit on my own And I be cruisen I dont do drugs with the kids They be gookin Trippen They say that my music a nuisance You think that you better my nigga Then prove it You think you better my nigga Dont lose it Dont lose me Dont lose me ay Dont lose me Dont lose me ay Unstoppable Not guilty the verdict I know that it's possible I got a lawyer who ain't lost Sue Ann the top of the firm though OG my pack let it burn though I like the smell of the air I like the, I like the, I like the Unstoppable Not guilty the verdict I know that it's possible I got a lawyer who ain't lost Sue Ann the top of the firm though OG my pack let it burn though I like the smell of the air I got some ash on my shoes I buy myself a new pair If I complain who cares Americans really a trip Americans really a trip I got a lawyer who ain't lost I got a lawyer who ain't lost

Mama, just killed a man Put a gun against his head Pulled my trigger now he's dead Mama life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooooh I didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Oh carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters Too late My time has come Send shivers down my spine Body's aching all the time Goodbye everybody I've got to go Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth Mama, oooh I don't wanna die I sometimes wish I never been born at all (Oh oh carry on nothing really matters) I didn't mean to make you cry If i'm not back again this time tomorrow (Carry on, carry on, as if nothin really matters) I don't wanna die I sometimes wish I never been born at all (Carry on, nothing really matters) So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye So you think you can love me and leave me to die Oh, baby Can't do this baby Just gotta get right out of here Oh, baby Can't do this baby Just gotta get right out of here Oh oh carry on nothing really matters I sometimes wish I never been born at all (Ooh carry on, nothing really matters) Nothing really matters Anyone can feel Nothing really matters to me Anyway the wind blows

I'm a tangled tiger and I want to rip it all to shreds So I can ask it why She's a loaded cobra and she wanted to be with me for the ride In a Sunday diner, I'm reminded there's no finer place to kiss than one like this But babe, I can't see what's right with you White braids and pillow chair I could spend my nights with you This pussy willow Babe, I can't see all sides of you White braids and pillow chair I don't know what I would do without your pillow She's a Bobby Darin singing to the fish and herring sacrifice Oh, that's her knife There's a Karmann Ghiah parked out back and we believe it is alive (oh) You can see the river runnin' through my devastated concrete eyes They don't deny But babe, I can't see what's right with you White braids and pillow chair I could spend my nights with you This pussy willow Babe, I can't see all sides of you White braids and pillow chair I don't know what I would do California blue Sing to you, things to do California blue Sing to you Deep Ventura sky Rolling by, rolling why Deep Ventura sky Rolling by Santa Cruz in June Either blue, surf the moon Santa Cruz in June Surf the moon San Francisco Bay Safe to say, paved the way San Francisco Bay Paved the way

My girls don't trip, my girls keep winning My girls don't lose, my girls just keep on Getting braids to the floor, getting braids to the floor Get-getting braids to the floor, getting braids to the floor N-n-nails up to the ceiling, nail-nails to the ceiling Get them nails up to the ceiling, them nails up to the ceiling Tanisha 25, look 18, 2 kids, Masters degree Put her own self through school Hot damn, drinks on me Shamira got her own shop, got the whole block hot Chairs stay packed, she getting racks Homegirl just bought a new drop Who need a man in my clique? Ha, not nare one bitch Now don't you get it messed up, we still in love with the stick With that name tattooed on our hearts With that name tattooed on our parts They get crazy when they don't know where we are Boy, you better stop My girls don't trip, my girls keep winning My girls don't lose, my girls just keep on Getting braids to the floor, getting braids to the floor Get-getting braids to the floor, getting braids to the floor N-n-nails up to the ceiling, nail-nails to the ceiling Get them nails up to the ceiling, them nails up to the ceiling Tonight, we celebrating Shonda Last night dancing, just bought a mansion Used to bop down Gates in a Honda And now she riding Lambs, plus a new man Sorority sisters, I see you, step to this on the yard, hot damn Who gon' tell you can't do you, baby, you can, goddamn Scrunch your face when you dance, l-look at me, ho We having a good time, I'm making a toast Lit, brand new outfit Brai-braids down to the floor, y'all already know My girls don't trip, my girls keep winning My girls don't lose, my girls just keep on Getting braids to the floor, getting braids to the floor Get-getting braids to the floor, getting braids to the floor N-n-nails up to the ceiling, nail-nails to the ceiling Get them nails up to the ceiling, them nails up to the ceiling Getting braids to the floor, getting braids to the floor Get-getting braids to the floor, getting braids to the floor N-n-nails up to the ceiling, nail-nails to the ceiling Get them nails up to the ceiling, them nails up to the ceiling