Bobby Brown Goes Down

Hey there, people, I'm Bobby Brown They say I'm the cutest boy in town My car is fast, my teeth is shiney I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie Here I am at a famous school I'm dressin' sharp and I'm actin' cool I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper I'll let her do all the work and maybe later I'll 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 (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 Freddie (yeah?) 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 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 mask I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute Got a job doin' radio promo And none of the jocks even think about Tonto Eventually me and a friend Sorta 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 'til it makes me scream And I'll do anything to get ahead I lay awake nights sayin', "Thank you, Fred" Oh God, oh God, I'm so fantastic Thanks to Freddie I'm a sexsual spastic And my name is Bobby Brown Watch me now, I'm goin' down And my name is Bobby Brown Watch me now, I'm goin' down And my name is Bobby Brown Watch me now, I'm goin' down I didn't know you'd be surprised