Tom: G
Introdução: C
Dm
F
G
C
They pulled in just behind the fridge
Dm
He lays her down-he frowns
F
"Gee my life's a funny thing
G
Am
I
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
F
G
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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?
D
G
D
A
)
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