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. 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 Everbody lives for the music go round. Bright lights the music gets faster Look boy don't check on your watch not another glanc@ 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 . . . 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 surburbias sprawling everywhere. I don't want to go baby New York to east California There's a newwave coming I warn you. We're the kids in America . . . We're the kids we're the kids We're the kids in America . . .
