Frank Zappa – Bobby Brown

Hey there, people, I’m Bobby Brown,
They say I’m the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth is shiny
I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie
Here I am at a famous school
I’m dressin’ sharp an’ I’m
Actin’ cool
I got a cheerleader here, wants to help with my paper,
Let her do all the work and 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 and be real rich

Get a good,
Get a good,
Get a good,
Get a good job

Women’s liberation
Came creepin’ all across the nation
I tell you, people, I was not ready,
When I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie
She made me a little speech then,
Oh, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in a vice, 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
An Im a miserable sonofabitch
Am I a boy or a lady…i dont know which

I wonder wonder, wonder, wonder…

So I went out and 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 and a friend
Sorta drifted along into s&m
I can take about an hour on the tower of power
As 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
An I’ll do anything to get a head
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 going down,
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I’m going down.