Downtown
  My darling dimestore thief
  In the War of Independence
  Rock 'n Roll rang sweet as victory
  Under neon signs
  A girl was in bloom
  And a woman was fading
  In a suburban room
  I said, "Take me to the dance"
  "Do you want to dance?"
  "I love to dance"
  And I told him, "They don't take chances
  They seem so removed from romance"
  "They've been broken in churches and schools
  And molded to middle class circumstance"
  And we were rolling, rolling, rock n' rolling
  Downtown
  The dance halls and cafes
  Feel so wild you could break somebody's heart
  Just doing the latest dance craze
  Gail and Louise
  In those push-up brassieres
  Tight dresses and rhinestone rings
  Drinking up the band's beers
  Young love was kissing under bridges
  Kissing in cars, kissing in cafes
  And we were walking down Main Street
  Kisses like bright flags hung on holidays
  "In France they kiss on Main Street"
  "Amour, mama, not cheap display"
  And we were rolling, rolling, rock n' rolling
  Downtown
  In the pinball arcade
  With his head full of pool hall pitches
  And songs from the hit parade
  He'd be singing "Bye, Bye, Love"
  While he's racking up his free play
  Let those rock 'n roll choir boys
  Come and carry us away
  Sometimes Chickie had the car
  Or Ron had a car
  Or Lead Foot Melvin with his hot-wire head
  We'd all go looking for a party
  Looking to raise Jesus up from the dead
  And I'd be kissing in the back seat
  Thrilling to the Brando-like things that he said
  And we'd be rolling, rolling, rock n' rolling