The E Street Shuffle/Having a Party

[Intro]

How's things goin' over here in England and stuff, all right? This is the first time I've ever been here before... On the eighth day, looked down on a bunch of drunks in this bar, and, uh, see... looked down on a bunch of drunks in this bar on the eighth day, and he said..."

[Verse 1]

Sparks fly on E Street

When the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot

And the little girls' souls grow weak

When the man-child gives them a double shot

[Verse 2]

Now the schoolboy pops pull out all the stops

On a Friday night

Now the teenage tramps in skin-tight pants

Do the E Street dance and it's alright, yes, it's alright

[Chorus 1]

Well, the little kids down there either dancin'

Or hooked up in a scuffle

Dressed in snake-skin suits packed with east coast muscle

They're doin' the E Street Shuffle

[Verse 3]

Now those E Street brats in twilight duel

Flashlight phantoms in full star stream, runnin' down the road

Down fire trails on summer nights, chasin' little blonde girls

Pledged forever sweet sixteen

[Verse 4]

Power 13 said it's been bad

Since he gave a trooper everything he had in a summer scuffle

And Power's girl, Little Angel, she's still out there on the corner

Tryin' to keep them crazy boys out of trouble

[Verse 5]

Little Angel dances the shuffle

Like she ain't got no brains

She's deaf in combat, she's a killer, she's a murderess

She's the queen way down on lovers' lane

[Bridge]

Hey, everybody (hey, everybody)

Everybody form a line

Hey, baby (hey, baby)

Everybody form a line one time

[Verse 1]

Sparks fly on E Street

When the boy-prophets walk it handsome and hot

All the little ones' souls grow weak

When the man-child hits them with the double shot

[Verse 6]

Little Angel works down at Easy Joe's

It's a joint where all the riot squad goes

When they're jackin' in on all the hustlers

But them kids are still on the corner

Got the same faces in the same old places

[Verse 7]

As them summer nights turn into summer dreams

Little Angel picks up Power and he slips on his jeans

He puts on his shirt, steps outside, looks up and down the street

Because pretty soon, it's all gonna be gone

And he moves on down to the street, he's gone

All by himself, all by himself

All by himself

[Outro]

We're havin' a party, sha-la-la-la-la

Havin' a party, sha-la-la-la

Walkin' past the drugstore

Tryin' on the sunglasses at the drugstore

Lookin' in the mirror

We're havin' a party

Havin' a party

Sittin' on a bench downtown

Sittin' on a bench downtown

All night long, sittin' on a bench

Saxophone

Sittin' on a bench

Havin' a party