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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 [Chorus:] We're the kids in America [x2] 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 [Chorus] 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 you [Ch.] We're the kids We're the kids We're the kids in America (Originally by Kim Wilde. All music content belongs to the Muffs) From the Muffs compilation album "Hamburger" (Released - 2000)