Kids in America (D-BOP's Bright Lights mix) Lyrics

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 nevermind
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
la-la-la-la-la-laa
la-la-la-la-la-laa sing
la-la-la-la-la-laa
la-la-la-la-la-laa

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 in America
Everybody lives for the music-go-round
la-la-la-la-la-laa
la-la-la-la-la-laa sing
la-la-la-la-la-laa
la-la-la-la-la-laa

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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