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The young ones are growin' 

We're the kids in America whoa 
We're the kids in America whoa 
Everybody live for the music go round 

Bright lights
lined the corners
Doin' this and that
In wild America

Wild America
Wild America
Wild America

Now I 'm in a black car
With my Mexicana
She's
the young ones are growing
We're the kids in America (whoa-o)
We're the kids in America (whoa-o)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights,
the corners
Doin' this and that
In wild America

Wild America
Wild America
Wild America

Now I 'm in a black car
With my Mexicana
She's got methedrine but
I
the young ones are growing

We're the kids in America
We're the kids in America
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright ligths the music get
one's are growing

We're the kids in America (Ho-oh)
We're the kids in America (Ho-oh)
Everybody live for the music-go-round

Bright lights
the voices of our founding fathers plead
You need God in America again

Of the 55 men who formed the Constitution
Fifty-two were active members of their
ya livin' rooms I came
And kids flipped
When they knew I was produced by Dre
That's all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
And they
I have prayed for America
I was made for America
It's in my blood and in my bones
By the dawn's early light
By all I know is right
We're going
I, I have a dream
I, I have a dream
I, I have a dream
I..

Only Americans eat duck sauce
Only Americans eat duck sauce
Only in America
Only
the young ones are growing

We're the kids in America, whoa
We're the kids in America, whoa
Everybody lives for the music-go-round
Bright lights,
Killing us one by one
In one way or another
American will find a way to eliminate the problem
One by one
The problem is
The troubles in the black
ones are growing


We're the kids in America

We're the kids in America

Everybody live for the music-go-round


Bright lights, the music gets faster
the young ones are growing,

We're the kids in America, 
Wo0
We're the kids in America,
Wo0
Everybody live for the music around, 

Bright lights,
Ad Libs 
Made in America 
Nineteen fifty nine 
Born down by the factories 
Cross the Jersey City line 
Raised on radio 
Just a jukebox kid 
I
Last Saturday morning I shut off the alarm
Drove out in the valley to old Dan Cook's farm
A sign on the fence post put up with one nail read 10 a.m.
ones are growing.

We're the kids in America

We're the kids in America

Everbody lives for the music go round.

Bright lights
The music gets faster
hard earned money to the Lord
Harley started drinkin' wound up in Betty Ford to see if he could by a
happy ending
Then some kid who worked in Harley's
the sun America
Hello British Empire
Hello Roman Empire
Hello Soviet
There is a new kid in town
Joining the gone down
Finding what you found
Treading
You can torture me
With Donnie & Marie
You can play some Barry Manilow
Or you can play some schlock
Like New Kids On The Block
Or any Village People
the young ones are growing.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the music-go-round.

Bright lights the music get faster.
Look boy, don't check
the young ones are growing.
We're the kids in America.
Everybody live for the music-go-round.

Bright lights the music get faster.
Look boy, don't check
In the new America
Shoot your pistol in the air
Celebrate a brand new year
Living leisurely in a perfect world
Everybody?s drinking hams
Good by
Made in America, nineteen fifty nine, 
Born down by the factories, cross the Jersey City line. 
Raised on radio, just a jukebox kid, 
I was
You can torture me
With Donnie & Marie
You can play some Barry Manilow
Or you can play some schlock
Like New Kids On The Block
Or any Village People