Sparks fly on E street when the boy prophets walk in 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 skin-tight pants
Do the E Street dance and everything's alright
Little 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
Dual flashlight phantoms in full star stream
Down fire trails on 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, 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, everybody form a line
Oh-oh, oh, everybody form a line"

Well, the sparks fly on E Street
When the boy prophets walk in, handsome and hot
All the little girls' souls grow 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 cashin' in for a cheap hustle
But them boys are still on the corner
Loose and doin' 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 dancin' (higher) Writer/s: Bruce Springsteen
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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