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Reginald Smith
Reginald Smith
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Ricky Wilde
Ricky Wilde
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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 on 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 nevermind You know life is cruel, life is 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 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 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 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
Writer(s): Ricky Wilde, Marty Wilde Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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