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East of the river and South of the middle of town
Iâm in love with my neighborhood
Yeah it ainât perfect here, not even close
Itâs what I like the most
Teenagers dwell outside of pop punk theaters
Loiterers and beggars
But at least there ainât no parking meters
Mr. Green binocular man, sell me your charms
Hold me in your arms
Clowns on tall bicycles
And if youâre lucky
Unicycles, tricycles
Chorus:
Donât know how I got here
But I know I like here
Guess I came on a whim
Thatâs just what I do
And for the first time in my life
I think I really fit in with this crew
Man walkinâ with a two headed dog
Specs like John Lennon
His eyes keep a spinninâ
Then I run into the red skinned man
Whose bed is the street
But he canât walk on his feet
(Chorus)