Looking out the 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



--Chorus--



Down town the young ones are going (x2)

Were the kids in america whoo oa (x2)

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 lies its never kind



Good night dont make me in a story

Good night so grab a little glory

Were the kids in america whoa oa (x2)

Everybody live for the music go round



Look closer honey thats vagely

Got to get a brand new expeirence see me ride

Oh dont try to stop baby hold me tight

Outsside 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



--Chorus until the end--