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 hiney.
Here I am at a famous school.
I'm dressing sharp and I'm acting cool.
I got a cheerleader here,
wants to help with my paper.
I'd better do all the work
and maybe later I'll rave
For 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
Get a good, get a good,
get a good, get a good
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 Freddy
She made a little speech then
All she tried to make me say when
She had my balls in her 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
And I'm a miserable son of a bitch
Am I a boy or a lady?
I don't know which I wonder,
wonder, wonder, wonder
So I went out and bought me a leisure suit
I jingled my change,
but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doing radio promo
And none of the jocks can
even tell I'm a homo
Eventually me and a friend
Sort of 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
And I'll do anything to get ahead
I'll lay awake nights saying thank you,
Fred
Oh God, oh God, I'm so fantastic
Thanks to Freddy, 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
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now, I'm going down
I knew you'd be surprised.