Bobby Brown Songtext
von Alex Rosén

Hey there, people, I′m Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth are shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
I′m dressin' sharp & I'm actin′ cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper
Let her do all the work & maybe later I′ll rape her

Oh God I am the American dream
I do not think I'm too extreme
& I′m a handsome son of a bitch
I'm gonna get a good job & 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 fucked this dike by the name of Freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say "when"
She had my balls in a vise, but she left the dick
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
& I'm a miserable son of a bitch
Am I a lord or a lady, I don't know which

(I wonder wonder
Wonder wonder)

So I went out & bought me a leisure suit
I jingle my change, but I′m still kinda cute
Got a job doin′ radio promo
& 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 butt till it makes me scream
& I′ll do anything to get ahead
I lay awake nights sayin', "Thank you, Fred!"
Oh God, oh God, I′m so fantastic!
Thanks to Freddie, I'm a sexual spastic
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

(Laughing) I knew you′d be surprised