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 ev'ryone'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
We're the kids in America
Ev'rybody lives 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 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
We're the kids in America
Ev'rybody 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 la
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 ev'rywhere
I don't want to go baby
New York to East California
There's a new wave coming
I warn you
We're the kids in America
We're the kids in America
Ev'rybody lives for the music go round
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America
Written by Marty Wilde, Ricky Wilde
Track from "Kim Wilde"
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