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It`s ninety-three degrees,
and the radio says a storm front`s movin` in.
Sure is hot.
There`s a double feature down at the Fox,
but everybody`s seen it twice.
And, besides, the air conditioner`s broke.

The old lady who runs the ice cream store
got robbed last week.
She put a lock on the door,
and a bell on the lock.
Now she doesn`t answer the door,
`cause she takes that good long look at you,
and you look too tough.

The air is hot and heavy and wet,
and you just can`t get high.
That`s when sparks fly on E Street.
And the little girls walking lookin` so hot,
and the little boys` souls grow weak
when the girls give them a double shot.

School boy pops pull out the stops on a Friday night.
And those teenage tramps in skin-tight pants
do the E Street dance,
but in their heart and soul they know it`s all right.

Just like those kids down there,
ooh, hooked up in a scuffle.
Dressed in snake skin suits;
Packed with Detroit muscle;
Doin` the E Street shuffle.
Ooh, the shuffle.
Doin` the E Street shuffle.
Ooh, the shuffle.

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