Lyrics
Simon:
Looking out a dirty old window
Outside 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
The Chipmunks:
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
Simon:
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 never kind
The Chipmunks:
Kind hearts don't make a little story
Kind hearts don't grab a little glory
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Simon:
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
The Chipmunks:
New York to east California
There's a new wave coming, I warn ya
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody lives for the music-go-round (yeah!)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
We're the kids in America (whoa)
Everybody live for the music-go-round