Kids In America

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-oh)
We're the kids in America (whoa-oh)
Everybody lives for the music-go-round

Bright lights, the music gets faster
Look, kid, don't check on your watch, not another glance
I'm not leaving now, no, honey, not a chance

Hotshot, give me no problems
Much later, baby, you'll be saying never mind
You know life is cruel, life is never kind

Kind hearts don't make a new story
Kind hearts don't grab any glory

We're the kids in America (whoa-oh)
We're the kids in America (whoa-oh)
Everybody lives for the music-go-round

La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-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 me, baby, hold me tight

Outside a new day is dawning
Outside Suburbia's sprawling everywhere
And I don't wanna go

New York to East California
There's a new wave coming, I warn ya

We're the kids in America (whoa-oh)
We're the kids in America (whoa-oh)
Everybody lives for the music-go-round

La-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la
La-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

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

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



Credits
Writer(s): Ricky Wilde, Marty Wilde
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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