Lyrics

Fuck me USA On R&R here comes a walking paycheque Back from the front, he's gonna have some fun Holding rubbers and a gun The grunt will grunt & the girl will take a raincheck He ain't gonna be the first G.I. on a two day pass A G-string separates the words Write in lipstick across her ass Fuck me USA I dream too, Yankee Fuck me USA Pump it up but first you pay Fuck me USA I dream too, Yankee Fuck me USA I'm down on my knees, I'm saying In this freefire zone he wants to be unseen Acid, junk and speed help his heart freeze He wants a woman to do him on her knees Says "No blue eyed blondes back home believe in me" He needs the gook girl While she spills his seed She says "If I weren't doing you I'd be V.C." Fuck me USA I dream too, Yankee Fuck me USA Pump it up but first you pay Fuck me USA I dream too, Yankee Fuck me USA I'm down on my knees, I'm saying Yo. I come from Detroit. Motor City? Yeah I never had nothing Shit. Probably won't live that long It's the Brothers get most combat missions But we party Yeah we get R + R We party seriously man Stoned out of our fucking trees Hunting that Saigon Poontang You know what I mean Them bitches are fucking wild, yeah Fuck me USA I dream too, Yankee Fuck me USA Pump it up but first you pay Fuck me USA I dream too, Yankee Fuck me USA I'm down on my knees, I'm saying Yeah