text: Sparks fly on E Street when the boy prophets walk it 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 skintight pants do the E Street dance and everythings all right
  Well the kids down there are either dancing or hooked up in a scuffle
  Dressed in snakeskin suits packed with Detroit muscle
  Theyre 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 heats been bad since Power 13 gave a trooper all he had in a summer scuffle
  And Powers girl, Little Angel, has been on the corner keepin those crazy boys out of trouble
  Little Angel steps the shuffle like she aint got no brains
  Shes deaf in combat down on Lovers Lane
  She drives all them local boys insane
  Little Angel says, Oh, everybody form a line
  Oh, everybody form a line
  Sparks fly on E Street when the boy- prophets walk it, handsome and hot
  All the little girls souls grow weak when the man-child gives them a double shot
  Little Angel hangs out at Easy Joes, its a club where all the riot squad goes when theyre cashin in for a cheap hustle
  But them boys are still on the corner, loose and doin that lazy E Street Shuffle
  As them sweet summer nights turn into summer dreams
  Little Angel picks up Power and he slips on his jeans as they move on out down to the scene
  All the kids are dancing