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 everyones moving
I can feel the heat but its shooting go heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town
down town the young ones are going
down town the young ones are growing
Were the kids in america
were the kids in ameriva
everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights the music gets faster
Look boy dont check on your watch not another glance
Im not leaving now honey not a chance
Hot shot give me no problems
much later baby youll be saying never mind
you know lif is cruel, life is never kind
Kind hearts dont make a new story
kind hearts dont grab any glory
Were the kids in America
were the kids in america
everybodey live for the musich-go- round
la la la la la
la la la la la
HEY!
la la la la la
la la la la la
come clooser honey thats better
got to get a brand new expirience geeling right
oh dont try to stop baby hold me tight
outsinde a new day is dawning
outside sububiass sprawling everywhere
I dont want to go baby out of here
new york to east california
theres a new wave coming I wanr ya!
Were the kids in america
were the kis in america
everybody live for the music-go-round
la la la la la
la la la la la
HEY!
la la la la la
la la la la la
Were the kids
were the kids
were the kids in america
were the kids
were the kids
were the kids in america
were the kids
were the kids
were the kis in america
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