Key: C
Introduction:
C
They pulled in just behind the fridge
Dm
He lays her down-he frowns
F
"Gee my life's a funny thing
C
He kissed her then and there
Dm
She took his ring, took his babies
F
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
G
Heaven knows she'dve taken anything
F G
All night-she want s the young American
C Dm
Young American, young American
she wants the young American
F G
It's all right-but she wants the young American
Scanning life thru the picture window
Am G C
Do you remember your President Nixon?
Am G F
So you remember the bills you have to pay
E
or even yesterday?
break: D, G(ii), G(iii), D(ii), A(ii)
D
Have you been the un-American
Em
Just you and your id singing falsetto 'bout
G
leather, leather everywhere and
A
not a myth left from the Ghetto
D
Well, well, well would you carry a razor?
Em
In case, just in case of depression
G
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
A
Blushing at all the afro-sheeners
Ain't that close to love?
G A
All night-you want the young American
D Em
Young American, young American
you want the young American
G A
It's all right-you want the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
C
They pulled in just behind the fridge
G
He laid her down - he frowns
Dm
Gee my life's a funny thing
C
He kissed then and there
G
She took his ring took his babies
Dm
It him minutes took her nowhere
F
Heaven knows she'd've taken anything
Em F#m
All night - she wants the young American
Em F#m
It's all right - but she wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window
C
They pulled in just behind the fridge
Dm
He lays her down-he frowns
F
"Gee my life's a funny thing
C
He kissed her then and there
Dm
She took his ring, took his babies
F
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
G
Heaven knows she'dve taken anything
F G
All night-she want s the young American
C Dm
Young American, young American
she wants the young American
F G
It's all right-but she wants the young American
Scanning life thru the picture window
Am G C
Do you remember your President Nixon?
Am G F
So you remember the bills you have to pay
E
or even yesterday?
break: D, G(ii), G(iii), D(ii), A(ii)
D
Have you been the un-American
Em
Just you and your id singing falsetto 'bout
G
leather, leather everywhere and
A
not a myth left from the Ghetto
D
Well, well, well would you carry a razor?
Em
In case, just in case of depression
G
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
A
Blushing at all the afro-sheeners
Ain't that close to love?
G A
All night-you want the young American
D Em
Young American, young American
you want the young American
G A
It's all right-you want the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
C
They pulled in just behind the fridge
G
He laid her down - he frowns
Dm
Gee my life's a funny thing
C
He kissed then and there
G
She took his ring took his babies
Dm
It him minutes took her nowhere
F
Heaven knows she'd've taken anything
Em F#m
All night - she wants the young American
Em F#m
It's all right - but she wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window
C
They pulled in just behind the fridge
Dm
He lays her down-he frowns
F
"Gee my life's a funny thing
C
He kissed her then and there
Dm
She took his ring, took his babies
F
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
G
Heaven knows she'dve taken anything
F G
All night-she want s the young American
C Dm
Young American, young American
she wants the young American
F G
It's all right-but she wants the young American
Scanning life thru the picture window
Am G C
Do you remember your President Nixon?
Am G F
So you remember the bills you have to pay
E
or even yesterday?
break: D, G(ii), G(iii), D(ii), A(ii)
D
Have you been the un-American
Em
Just you and your id singing falsetto 'bout
G
leather, leather everywhere and
A
not a myth left from the Ghetto
D
Well, well, well would you carry a razor?
Em
In case, just in case of depression
G
Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors
A
Blushing at all the afro-sheeners
Ain't that close to love?
G A
All night-you want the young American
D Em
Young American, young American
you want the young American
G A
It's all right-you want the young American
You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
C
They pulled in just behind the fridge
G
He laid her down - he frowns
Dm
Gee my life's a funny thing
C
He kissed then and there
G
She took his ring took his babies
Dm
It him minutes took her nowhere
F
Heaven knows she'd've taken anything
Em F#m
All night - she wants the young American
Em F#m
It's all right - but she wants the young American
Scanning life through the picture window