Well, the names have all changed since you hung around, but those dreams have remained and they’re turned around. Who’d have thought they’d lead ya? Here where we need ya. Yeah, we tease him a lot ’cause we’ve got him on the spot, welcome back. Welcome back, welcome back, welcome back.
What ever happened to predictability? The milkman, the paperboy, evening TV. Everywhere you look, everywhere you go, there’s a heart, a hand to hold onto. Everywhere you look, everywhere you go. There’s a face of somebody who needs you.
Everywhere you look, when you’re lost out there and you’re all alone, a light is waiting to carry you home, Everywhere you look. Everywhere you look.
My bologna has a first name, it’s O-s-c-a-r. My bologna has a second name, it’s M-e-y-e-r. Oh, I love to eat it every day, and if you ask me why, I’ll say: ‘cuz Oscar Meyer has a way with b-o-l-o-g-n-a. How’s that?
Well we’re movin’ on up, to the east side. To a deluxe apartment in the sky. Movin’ on up, To the east side. We finally got a piece of the pie. Fish don’t fry in the kitchen, beans don’t burn on the grill. Took a whole lotta tryin’ just to get up that hill. Now we’re up in the big leagues, gettin’ our turn at bat. As long as we live, it’s you and me baby, There ain’t nothin’ wrong with that. Well we’re movin’ on up, to the east side. To a deluxe apartment in the sky. Movin’ on up, to the east side. We finally got a piece of the pie.
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