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
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 sonofabitch
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 creepin' all across the nation
I tell you people, I was not ready
When I fucked 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 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 sonofabitch
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 jingle my change but I'm still kinda cute
Got a job doin' radio promo
And none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo

Eventually me and a friend
Sorta 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 '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 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