Me and lady sittin on the bench tonight
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Drinkin' warm beer in the soft summer air
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Lookin' across the city those starlit hills
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Talkin' about those crazy rich people livin' up there on stilts
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Must be somethin'
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Must be something to live that way
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Well we're just across town
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A couple of hundred million miles away
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In east L.A.
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Up early in the morning workin' 9 to 5
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We both work full time but we survive
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We go out weekends have a pretty good time
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We got lots of friends we don't need to spend a dime
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Who's to say
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Who's to say we don't do okay
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Well we're just across town
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A couple of hundred million miles away
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In East L.A.
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So I'm sorry if we can't stay
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But it's past midnight and we gotta work today
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We gotta be on our way
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East L.A.
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Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band |