Downtown My darling dimestore thief In the War of Independence Rock 'n Roll rang sweet as victory Under neon signs A girl was in bloom And a woman was fading In a suburban room I said, "Take me to the dance" "Do you want to dance?" "I love to dance" And I told him, "They don't take chances They seem so removed from romance" "They've been broken in churches and schools And molded to middle class circumstance" And we were rolling, rolling, rock n' rolling
Downtown The dance halls and cafes Feel so wild you could break somebody's heart Just doing the latest dance craze Gail and Louise In those push-up brassieres Tight dresses and rhinestone rings Drinking up the band's beers Young love was kissing under bridges Kissing in cars, kissing in cafes And we were walking down Main Street Kisses like bright flags hung on holidays "In France they kiss on Main Street" "Amour, mama, not cheap display" And we were rolling, rolling, rock n' rolling
Downtown In the pinball arcade With his head full of pool hall pitches And songs from the hit parade He'd be singing "Bye, Bye, Love" While he's racking up his free play Let those rock 'n roll choir boys Come and carry us away Sometimes Chickie had the car Or Ron had a car Or Lead Foot Melvin with his hot-wire head We'd all go looking for a party Looking to raise Jesus up from the dead And I'd be kissing in the back seat Thrilling to the Brando-like things that he said And we'd be rolling, rolling, rock n' rollingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
