Hey there people I'm Bobby Brown
They say I'm the cutest boy in town
My car is fast, my teeth are shiney
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
Let her do all the work and maybe later I'll rape her F
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 job)

Women's liberation
Came creeping 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 speach then
uuh, 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
I'm a miserable son of a bitch
Am I a boy or a lady, I don't know which
( I wonder, wonder, I 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 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 lay awake nights saying "Thank you, Fred" F
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