Frank Zappa - Bobby Brown

Hey there people I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy
in town
My car ist fast, my teeth are shiney
I tell all the girls they can kiss my hinie
Here I am
at the famous school
I'm dressin sharp and I'm actin' cool
I got a cheerleader here wants to help
with my paper
Let her do all the work, maybe later I rape her
Oh god I am the American dream
I do
not think I'm too extreme
and I'm a handsome son of a bitch
I'm gonna get a good job and be real rich

Women's liberation came creepin' across the nation
I tell you people, I was not ready
When
i fu**ed this dyke 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 vice
but she left the dick
I guess I'm still hooked on
but now
it shoots too quick
Oh god I am the American dream
but now I smell like Vasseline
and I'm a miserable
son of a bitch
Am I a boy or al lady --- I don't now which
So I went out n' bought me leisure suit
I
jingle my change, but Im still kanda cute
got a job doin' radio promo
An' none of the jocks cab
even tell I'm a homo
Eventuall me n' a friend
sort a' 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
and I do anything to get a head
I lay awake nights sayin
"thank you Fred!"
Oh god oh god I'm so fantastic,
thanks to Fred I'm a sexual spastic
and my
name is Bobby Brown
watch me now I'm goin down