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

Downtown the young ones are going
Downtown the young ones are growing
We´re the kids in America (Whoa)
We´re the kids in America (Whoa)
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

Downtown the young ones are going
Downtown the young ones are growing
We´re the kids in America (Whoa)
We´re the kids in America (Whoa)
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 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, 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
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
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

Cette chanson est une reprise. Sa version originale a été créée par
Kim Wilde