When I was young Coach called me the tiger (Oh America, can I owe you one)
I always had A knack with the danger (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
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 Now 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
