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