text: There was this girl I used to see - Down on 42nd street
  Shed walk by on her way to work - n make the air smell so sweet
  I used to sit in a coffee shop - Sometimes Id have a cup
  And when shed go by - Shed light up the sky like the sun coming up
  She be standin by the bus stop - Driver opened up the door
  Id just sit n watch her - Gettin on the 104
  I wanna give her my number - I wanna tell her my name
  Wanna climb on board that cross-town bus
  Take a chance she feels the same
  Its just another East Side story
  Everybodys got a tale to tell
  Like a hundred guys before me
  I fell under her spell
  Some things you hold on to - n some you just let go
  It seems like the ones that you cant have are the ones you want the most
  I think about her sometimes - I wonder if she was real
  And if I ever find her Im gonna tell her how I feel
  Its just another East Side story
  Everybodys got a tale to tell
  Like a hundred guys before me
  I fell under her spell
  Yeah, her spell
  Still the same old story - Still the same old game
  Up there on the East Side - Life goes on the same
  She never knew my number - Never even knew my name
  She climbed on board that cross-town bus I never saw her again
  Its just another East Side story
  Everybodys got a tale to tell
  Like a hundred guys before me
  I fell under her spell
  Her spell, her spell
  Yeah, its just another East Side story
  Just another East Side Story
  Just another East Side Story
  Its just another East Side story