Kids In America — Kim Wilde

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

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

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

We're the kids in America We're the kids in America Everybody live for the music-go-round

We're the kids We're the kids We're the kids in America