I said they're dancing in Manhattan Under buildings made of glass I said they're dancing in Manhattan Under buildings made of glass I said they're dancing in Chicago On the overpass I said they're dancing in Chicago On the overpass Beware of the shoes as they move I said they move You get it You got it You get it You got it You get it You got it High class low class No class at all I said we're moving down the highway Past the Howard Johnson with its 29 flavors America I love you Where did you go America I love you But where did you go You get it You got it I said you get it You got it You get it You got it High class low class The air began to shake And the sky began to break When the heat come down And you feel it all around The heat come down And you feel it all around The heat come down And you feel it all around The heat come down I said the air began to shake And the sky began to break Said the air began to shake And the sky began to break When the heat come down And you feel it all around The heat come down And you feel it all around And the heat come down And you feel it all around The heat come down Can you feel it Said the air began to shake And the sky began to break Said the air began to shake And the sky began to break When the heat come down When the heat come down