Looking out a dirty old window, Outside 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 soothing, heading down, I search for the beat in this dirty town Down town the young ones are going Down town the young ones are going Were the kids in america (whoo oa) Were the kids in america (whoo oa) 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 Hotshot give me no problems Much later baby youll be saying nevermind You know life is cruel life is never kind Kind hearts so make a little story Kind hearts so grab a little glory Were the kids in america (whoo oa) Were the kids in america (whoo oa) Everybody live for the music go round Look closer honey thats better Got to get a brand new expeirence feeling right Oh dont try to stop baby hold me tight Outside a new day is starting Outside suburbia is sprawling everywhere I dont want to go baby New york to east california Theres a news coming I warn ya Were the kids in america (whoo oa) Were the kids in america (whoo oa) Everybody live for the music go round wwwhhhooaaaa Were the kids in america (whoo oa) Were the kids in america (whoo oa) Everybody live for the music go round
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