Lyrics:

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 hinie Here I am at a famous school I'm dressin' sharp 'n' I'm actin' cool I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper Let her do all the work 'n' maybe later I'll rave her Oh God I am the American dream I do not think I'm too extreme An' I'm a handsome sonofabitch I'm gonna get a good job 'n' 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 An' 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 'n' bought me a leisure suit I jingle my change, but I'm still kinda cute Got a job doin' radio promo An' none of the jocks can even tell I'm a homo Eventually me 'n' a friend Sorta drifted along into S&M I can take about an hour on the tower of power A'long as I get a little golden shower Oh God I am the American dream With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream An' 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 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