Velmi úspěšná anglická zpěvačka (a hráčka na klávesové nástroje), vlastním jménem Kim Smith, původem z Londýna (nar. 1960), dcera zpěváka Martyho Wildea. Taneční pop rock s důrazem na videoklipy. Produkčně ji pomáhá i bratr Ricky a manažérkou je...

Píseň: Kids In America

Interpret:
Kim Wilde
Album:
Kim Wilde
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


Down town the young ones are going
Down town the young ones are growing


We're the kids in America, o-oh
We're the kids in America, o-oh
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


Kind hearts don't make a new story
Kind hearts don't grab any glory


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


Come closer, honey that's better
Got to get a brand new experience
Feeling right
Oh don't try to stop baby
Hold me tight


Outside a new day is dawning
Outside Sububia's sprawling everywhere
I don't want to go baby
New York to East California
There's a new wave coming I warn you


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


We're the kids
We're the kids
We're the kids in America