Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone, and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I can feel the heat, but it's soothing, heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town.
Downtown the young ones are going
Downtown the young ones are growing
We're the kids in america (whoa)
We're the kids in america (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round.
Bright lights, the music, gets faster
Look, boy, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now, honey, not a chance
Hot-shot, give me no problems
Much later, baby, you'll be saying nevermind
You know life is cruel, life is.
Downtown the young ones are going
Downtown the young ones are growing
We're the kids in america (whoa)
We're the kids in america (whoa)
Everybody listen for the music-go-round.
La la la la-la la-a...
Come closer, honey, that's better
Got to get a brand new experience, feeling right
Oh, don't try to stop, baby, hold me tight
Outside a new day is dawning
Outside suburbia's sprawling everywhere
I don't want to go, baby.
New york to east california
There's a new wave coming, I warn ya
We're the kids in america (whoa)
We're the kids in america (whoa)
Everybody listen for the music-go-round.
La la la la-la la-a...
We're the kids, we're the kids
We're the kids in america...
Fuck that shit
Fuck that shit
Fuck it.
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