Good one

to drift off to sleep to.

Love you Lucy.

Nite.

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 

The schoolboy pops pull out all the stops on a Friday night 

The teenage tramps in skin-tight pants do the E Street dance and everything's alright 

Little kids down there either dancin' 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 dual flashlight phantoms in full star stream 

Down fire trails of silver nights with blonde girls pledged sweet 16 

The newsboys say the heat's been bad since Power 13 gave a trooper all he had in a summer scuffle 

And Power's girl, Little Angel, has 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 deaf in combat down on Lover's Lane 

She drives all them local boys insane 

Little Angel says, "Oh, everybody form a line 

Oh, everybody form a line" 

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 

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 Street Shuffle 

As them sweet summer nights turn into summer dreams 

Little Angel picks up Power and he slips on his jeans as they move on out down to the scene 

All the kids are dancin'

Words.

You know?

For you know who.