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BbLooking out a dirty old window BbDown below the cars in the G#City go rushing by F#I sit here alonG#e And I wondeD#r why BbFriday night and everyones moving BbI can fell the heat
But its shooting
G#Heading down F#I search for the beat inG# this dirty town D# D#Down town the young ones are going FDown town the young ones are growing F#Were the kids in america (x 2)D F#Everybody live foG#r the music-go-round Bb
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 life is cruel, life is never kind Kind hearts dont make a new story Kind hearts dont grab any glory Ch. Come closer, honey thats better Got to get a brand new experience Feeling right Oh dont try to stop baby Hold me tight Outside a new day is dawning Outside sububias sprawling everywhere I dont want to go baby New york to east california Theres a new wave coming I warn you Ch. Were the kids Were the kids Were the kids in america