He hit the ground running at the speed of light
The star was brightly shining like a neon light
It`s your favorite son, it`s your favorite son

A fixture on the talkshows to the silver screen
From here to Colorado, he`s a sex machine
It`s your favorite son, it`s your favorite son

But isn`t it a drag? Isn`t it a drag?
Isn`t it a drag? It`s pretty bloody sad
But isn`t it a drag?

A clean-cut all-American, really ain`t so clean
His royal auditorium is a murder scene
It`s your favorite son, it`s your favorite son

Oh, isn`t it a drag? Isn`t it a drag?
Isn`t it a drag? It`s pretty bloody sad
But isn`t it a drag?

Well no one says it`s fair turn a teenage lush
To a millionaire

Now where`s your f**kin` champion?
On a bed you laid, he`s not the
All-American that you thought you paid
It`s your favorite son, it`s your favorite son
But isn`t it a drag?