Titel: Kids in America
Bekend onder andere titels: We're the kids in America
Auteur: Kim Wilde
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Songtext:

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 fell the heat but it's shooting heading down
I search for the beat in this dirty town

Down town the young ones are going
Down town the young ones are growing

Refrein:
We're the kids in America (x 2)
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 (x 2)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Na Na ...
Na Na ...

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 Sububia's sprawling everywhere
I don't want to go baby
New York to East California
There's a new wave coming I warn you

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We're the kids (x 3) In America