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