In France We They Kiss On Main Street - Joni Mitchell

    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

    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

    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


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