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
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 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 "Never mind, " you know life is cruel, life is never
Kind hearts don't make a new story Kind hearts don't grab any glory
We're the kids in America (Whoa) We're the kids in America (Whoa) Everybody live for the music-go-round
Sha la la la-la la-la Sha la la la la-la la (Sing!) Sha la la la-la la-la Sha la la la-la la
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 lives for the music-go-round
Sha la la la-la la-la Sha la la la la-la la (Sing!) Sha la la la-la la-la Sha la la la-la la
We're the kids, we're the kids We're the kids in America We're the kids, we're the kids We're the kids in America
Compositor: Kim WildePublicado em 2001 e lançado em 2014 (24/Jan)ECAD verificado fonograma #6094373 em 12/Abr/2024