The E Street Shuffle

Sparks fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot
All the little girls' souls go weak when the man-child gives them a double shot
The 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 alright
And the kids down there, either dancing or hooked up in a scuffle
Dressed in snakeskin suits, packed with Detroit muscle
They're doing the E Street shuffle

Now those E Street brats in twilight duel flashlight 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
Keeping those crazy boys out of trouble
Little Angel steps the shuffle like she ain't got no brains
She's deaf in combat down on Lover's Lane
She drives all them local boys insane
Yes, she does

Little Angel says, "Oh, oh"
(Oh, oh, oh, everybody form a line)
Oh, oh, oh (oh, oh, oh) oh everybody form a line

When the sparks fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it handsome and hot
All them little girls' souls go weak when the man-child gives them a double shot
Oh, Little Angel hangs out at Easy Joe's, it's a club where
All the riot squad goes when they're cashing in for a cheap hustle
But them boys are still on the corner loose and doing that lazy E Street shuffle
And 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 dancing