Kim Wilde - Kids In America
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 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
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: "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
Everybody live for the music-go-round
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...)
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...)
(Say...)
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...)
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...)
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 you
We're the kids in America
We're the kids in America
Everybody live for the music-go-round
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...)
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...)
(Say...)
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...)
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...)
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
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