Текст песни Bryan Adams - Eastside Story
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Текст песни Bryan Adams - Eastside Story
There was this girl I used to see - down on 42nd streetShe'd walk by on her way to work - n' make the air smell so sweetI used to sit in a coffee shop - sometimes I'd have a cupAnd when she'd go by - she'd light up the skyLike the sun coming upShe be standin' by the bus stop - driver opened up the doorI'd just sit n' watch her - getting on the 104I wanna give her my number - I wanna tell her my name( )Wanna climb on board that cross-town busTake a chance she feels the sameIt's just another east side storyEverybody's got a tale to tellAnd like a hundred guys before meI fell under her spellSome things you hold on to - some you just let goSeems like the ones that you can't haveAre the ones that you want mostI think about her sometimes - I wonder if she was realAnd if I ever find her I'm gonna tell her how I feelIt's just another east side storyEverybody's got a tale to tell and like a hundred guys before meI fell under her spellIt's still the same old story - it's still the same old gameUp there on the eastside - life goes on the sameShe never knew my number - never even knew my nameShe climbed on board that cross-town bus I never saw her again