Miss Saigon Musical Lyrics

The American Dream

Please find the lyrics to 'The American Dream' below.

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The American Dream Lyrics

    My father was a tattoo artist in Haiphong
    But his designs on mother didn't last too long
    My mother sold her body, high on Betel nuts
    My job was bringing red-faced monsieurs to our huts
    Selling your mom is a wrench
    Perfume can cover a stench
    That's what I learned from the French

    Then it all changed with Dien Bien Phu
    The frogs went home. Who came? Guess who?
    Are you surprised we went insane
    With dollars pouring down like rain?
    Businessmen never rob banks
    You can sell shit and get thanks
    That's what I learned from the Yanks

    I'm fed up with small-time hustles
    I'm too good to waste my talent for greed
    I need room to flex my muscles
    In an ocean where the big sharks feed
    Make me Yankee, they're my fam'ly
    They're selling what people need

    What's that I smell in the air
    The American dream
    Sweet as a new millionaire
    The American dream
    Pre-packed, ready-to-wear
    The American dream
    Fat, like a chocolate eclair
    As you suck out the cream

    Luck by the tail
    How can you fail?
    And best of all, it's for sale
    The American dream

    Greasy chinks make life so sleazy
    In the States I'll have a club that's four-starred
    Men like me there have things easy
    They have a lawyer and a body-guard
    To the Johns there I'll sell blondes there
    That they can charge on a card

    What's that I smell in the air?
    The American dream
    Sweet as a suite in Bel-air
    The American dream
    Girls can buy tits by the pair
    The American dream
    Bald people think they'll grow hair
    The American dream
    Call girls are lining time square
    The American dream
    Bums there have money to spare
    The American dream
    Cars that have bars take you there
    The American dream
    On stage each night: Fred Astaire
    The American dream

    Shlitz down the drain!
    Pop the Champagne!
    It's time we all entertain
    My American dream!

    Come ev'ryone, come and share
    The American dream
    Name what you want and it's there
    The American dream
    Spend and have money to spare
    The American dream
    Live like you haven't a care
    The American dream
    What other place can compare
    The American dream
    Come and get more than your share
    The American dream

    There I will crown
    Miss Chinatown
    All yours for ten percent down

    The American dream!