From Autoamerican (1980) by Blondie

Walk the Line (Destri) - 3:44

We don't wear that uniform, paper men from pages torn right off the press
It could be Tass, suits for the regime
The media's gone had a baby, seventh wave, another maybe
I live in America - gridlock on the streets
Tell that girl you like her badge, tell that man that you're the Nazz
Tell them that they're not the last, walking in parade
Dressed to test you up the road, tighter than the lightest clothes
Close the circle, walk in rows, walking in parade

Why don't you walk like me?
Walk like me
Walk like me

Carrying the standard stick and marrying the politic
You won't know tomorrow what went down today
Look at me, I'm in tune, references around my room
Just another secret school, another cycle going by and you
You never looked like that, don't look like me, don't take it back
You never had a name like that, never had a colour
Walking like a millionaire, walking on imported air
Change the way you comb your hair and watch what you walk under

Why don't you walk like me?
Walk like me
Walk like me
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

Hey
Why don't you, why don't you walk like me?
Walk like me
Walk like me
Walk like me
Hey, hey