Bobby Brown - Rock Crusade

Hey there, people, I’m Bobby Brown

They say I’m the cutest boy in town

My car is fast, my teeth is shiney

I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie

Here I am at a famous school

I’m dressin' sharp 'n' I’m actin' cool

I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper

Let her do all the work 'n' maybe later I’ll rape her

Oh God I am the American dream

I do not think I’m too extreme

An' I’m a handsome son of a bitch

I’m gonna get a good job 'n' be real rich

(Get a good

Get a good

Get a good

Get a good job)

Women’s Liberation

Came creepin' across the nation

I tell you people I was not ready

When I f**** this d**e by the name of Freddie

She made a little speech then,

Aw, she tried to make me say «when»

She had my b**** in a vise, but she left the d***

I guess it’s still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick

Oh God I am the American dream

But now I smell like Vaseline

An' I’m a miserable son of a bitch

Am I a boy or a lady, I don’t know which

(I wonder wonder

Wonder wonder)

So I went out 'n' bought me a leisure suit

I jingle my change, but I’m still kinda cute

Got a job doin' radio promo

An' none of the jocks can even tell I’m a homo

Eventually me 'n' a friend

Sorta drifted along into S&M

I can take about an hour on the tower of power

'Long as I gets a little golden shower

Oh God I am the American dream

With a spindle up my b*** till it makes me scream

An' I’ll do anything to get ahead

I lay awake nights sayin', «Thank you, Fred!»

Oh God, oh God, I’m so fantastic!

And my name is Bobby Brown

Watch me now, I’m goin down,

And my name is Bobby Brown

Watch me now, I’m goin down, etc.