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Now That’s What I Call Music II
Disc 1
01. Radio Ga Ga
02. Wouldn't It Be Good
03. Hold Me Now
04. Get Out of Your Lazy Bed
05. More More More
06. Michael Caine
07. Only You
08. 99 Red Balloons
09. Girls Just Want to Have Fun
10. My Guy's Mad at Me
11. Break My Stride
12. Breaking Down (Sugar Samba)
13. That's Livin' Alright
14. I Gave You My Heart (Didn't I)
15. Bird of Paradise
Disc 2
01. Relax
02. Here Comes the Rain Again
03. What Is Love
04. What Difference Does It Make
05. Feels Like Heaven
06. The Politics of Dancing
07. Hyperactive
08. Wishful Thinking
09. Modern Love
10. It's a Miracle
11. Undercover of the Night
12. Wonderland
13. Run Run Away
14. New Moon on Monday
15. Pipes of Peace
They pulled in just behind the fridge
He lays her down, he frowns
"Gee, my life's a funny thing
Am I still too young?"
He kissed her then and there
She took his ring, took his babies
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Heaven knows, she'd have taken anything

(All night)
She wants the young American
(Young American, young American)
(She wants the young American)
(All right)
But she wants the young American

All the way from Washington
Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor
"We live for just these 20 years
Do we have to die for the 50 more?"

(All night)
He was the young American
(Young American, young American)
(He was the young American)
(All right)
But he wants the young American

Do you remember, your President Nixon?
Do you remember, the bills you have to pay?
Or even yesterday?

You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler (young American, young American)
A pimp's got a Cadi and a lady got a Chrysler (you're the young American)
Black's got respect, and white's got his soul train (all night)
Mama's got cramps, and look at your hands ache (I heard the news today, oh boy)

I got a suite and you got defeat
Ain't there a man who can say no more? (All night)
And ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw?
And, ain't there a child I can hold without judging? (Young American, young American)
Ain't there a pen that will write before they die? (You're the young American)
Ain't you proud that you've still got faces? (All night)
Ain't there one damn song that can make me break down and cry?

All night
I want the young American
(Young American) young American
(I want the young American) all right
I want the young American, young American

(Young American, young American)
(I want the young American)
(All night)
You want I, I want you one
I want you