Close my eyesnFor the big surprisenMake a wisher look aroundnnSpinning 'roundnDown in New York townnAnd everything just seems all wrongnnPolice mannWanna shake my handnAsk me how I feel todaynnI said I'm doing finenBut my friend and InDo believe we lost our waynnComing downnDon't count unless you mean itnBack, get back to itnBack, get back to itnnGetting downnDon't count unless you feel itnBack, get back to itnBack, get back to itnnKilling timenOn your daddy's dimenGonna make you a man somedaynnI grab my coatnAnd she grabs her cokenThe disco's just two blocks awaynnUncle SamnWanna shake my handnTell me Son, you're doing just finennHey, thanks mannBut you don't understandnAll I do is waste my timennIt's such a gasnWhen you're living fastnAnd your friends don't know your namennSpinning 'roundnDown in District townnI do believe I lost my way