In France They Kiss On Main Street

Downtown, my darling dimestore thief

In the war of independence

Rock an' 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

Rolling, rolling, Rock n' Rolling

Rolling, rolling, Rock n' Rolling