East Side Story

Bryan Adams

There was this girl I used to see

Down on 42nd street

She'd walk by on her way to work

N' make the air smell so sweet

I used to sit in a coffee shop

Sometimes I'd have a cup

And when she'd go by

She'd light up the sky

Like the sun coming up

She be standin' by the bus stop

Driver opened up the door

I'd just sit n' watch her

Getting on the 104

I wanna give her my number

I wanna tell her my name

Wanna climb on board that crosstown bus

Take a chance she feels the same

It's just another east side story

Everybody's got a tale to tell

Like a hundred guys before me

I fell under her spell

It's just another east side story

Some things you hold on to

Some you just let go

Seems like the ones that you can't have

Are the ones that you want most

I think about her sometimes

I wonder if she was real

And if I ever find her I'm gonna tell her how I feel

It's just another east side story

Everybody's got a tale to tell

Like a hundred guys before me

I fell under her spell

It's just another east side story

Like a hundred guys before me

It's still the same old story

It's still the same old game

Up there on the eastside

Life goes on the same

She never knew my number

Never even knew my name

She climbed on board that crosstown bus

I never saw her again

Her spell

It's just another east side story

It's just another east side story

It's just another east side story