The
E Street Shuffle - Bruce Springsteen
Sparks
fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot
All the little girls' souls
grow weak when the man-child gives them a double shot
Them schoolboy pops pull out
all the stops on a Friday night
The teenage tramps in skintight
pants do the E Street dance and everything's all right
Well the kids down there are
either dancing or hooked up in a scuffle
Dressed in snakeskin suits
packed with Detroit muscle
They're doin' the E Street
Shuffle
Now those E Street brats in
twilight duel flash like phantoms in full star stream
Down fire trails on silver
nights with blonde girls pledged sweet sixteen
The newsboys say the heat's
been bad since Power Thirteen gave a trooper all he had in a summer scuffle
And Power's girl, Little Angel,
been on the corner keepin' those crazy boys out of trouble
Little Angel steps the shuffle
like she ain't got no brains
She's death in combat down
on Lover's Lane
She drives all them local
boys insane
Little Angel says, "Oh, oh,
everybody form a line
Oh, oh, everybody form a line"
Sparks light on E Street when
the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot
All them little girls' souls
grow weak when the man-child gives them a double shot
Little Angel hangs out at
Easy Joe's, it's a club where all the riot squad goes when they're cashin'
in for a cheap hustle
But them boys are still on
the corner loose and doin' that lazy E StreetShuffle
As them sweet summer nights
turn into summer dreams
Little Angel picks up Power
and he slips on his jeans
And they move on out down
to the scene
All the kids are dancin'