Lead Vocals: Christine Lee
Guitars: Lysette Lee
Songwriters: Marty Wilde / Ricky Wilde
Recording, Mix, and Master Engineer: Ernest Lee
Produced by: Hollywood Image Studios LLC
Lyrics
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
Downtown the young one's are going
Downtown the young one's are growing
We're the kids in America (Wo-oh)
We're the kids in America (Wo-oh)
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 (Wo-oh)
We're the kids in America (Wo-oh)
Everybody lives for the music-go-round
La la la la la la...
Come closer, honey that's better
Got to get a brand new experience
Feeling right
Oh don't try to stop baby
New York to East California
There's a new wave coming I warn ya
We're the kids in America (Wo-oh)
We're the kids in America (Wo-oh)
Everybody lives for the music-go-round
La la la la la la...
We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America!