When I was young
Coach called me the tiger
I always had
A knack with the danger
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
Italian shoes
Like these rubes know the difference
Suitcase of cash
In the back of my stick shift
I had to be the best of the bourgeoisie
And my kingdom for a cup of coffee
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
Oh America,
Can I owe you one?
Oh America,
Can I owe you one?
Oh America
Can I owe you one?
Oh America
Can I owe you one?
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
Living in fear in the year of the tiger
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