Written by Ricky & Marty Wilde
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Everybody live for the music-go-round
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Everybody live for the music-go-round
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Looking out a dirty old window
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Down below the cars in the
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City go rushing by
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I sit here alone
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And I wonder why
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Friday night and everyone's moving
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I can fell the heat
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But it's shooting
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Heading down
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I search for the beat in this dirty town
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Everybody live for the music-go-round
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Everybody live for the music-go-round
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We're the kids in America
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We're the kids in America
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Everybody live for the music-go-round
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Bright lights the music gets faster
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Look boy, don't check on your watch
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Not another glance
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I'm not leaving now, honey not a chance
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Hot-shot, give me no problems
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Much later baby you'll be saying never mind
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You know life is cruel, life is never kind
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Everybody live for the music-go-round
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We're the kids in America
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We're the kids in America
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Everybody live for the music-go-round
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Kids in America 94
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| Kim Wilde |
