East L.A. Letra

Me and lady sitting on the bench tonight Drinkin' warm beer in the soft summer air Lookin' across the city those starlit hills Talkin' about those crazy rich people livin' up there on stilts Must be somethin' Must be something to live that way Well we're just across town A couple of hundred million miles away In east L.A. Up early in the morning workin' 9 to 5 We both work full time but we survive We go out weekends have a pretty good time We got lots of friends we don't need to spend a dime Who's to say Who's to say we don't do okay Well we're just across town A couple of hundred million miles away In East L.A. So I'm sorry if we can't stay But it's past midnight and we gotta work today We gotta be on our way