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Lyricist: Ricky & Marty Wilde
Lyrics:
Everybody live for the music-go-round Everybody live for the music-go-round
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 fell the heat But it's shooting Heading down I search for the beat in this dirty town Everybody live for the music-go-round Everybody live for the music-go-round
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 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
Everybody live for the music-go-round
We're the kids in america We're the kids in america Everybody live for the music-go-round
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