| You know this might look a slum to some
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| They think it’s a sceney side
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| But to me is a dreamy side
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| The peach and creamy side
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| The wrong side of the railroad tracks
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| Are never stuck, guys have bags
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| The neighborhood where the folks could relax
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| Always be wondering what the other side is like.
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| It’s the wrong side of the railroad tracks
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| You ain’t got no worry about no income tax
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| The air’s perfumed by chips and snacks
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| Always be wondering what the other side is like.
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| It ain’t all up crusty
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| That you might say
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| Looks a little rusty and dusty
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| People, we got to keep on surviving
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| Got to take a lot of hope to put up
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| With this shoving and yapping
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| On the wrong side of the right way
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| Social workers work in Huston’s place
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| All go to the bed at the break of day
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| We’ll always be wondering what the other side is like.
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| On the wrong side
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| Some low down funky swing
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| Dressed may have holes
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| That’s the latest fashion thing
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| It’s called natural air conditioning
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| We’ll always be wondering what the other side is like.
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| Ceilings they might be crumble
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| You know stumble bums might trip and stumble
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| To you it might be swirling
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| Lord, but it too me, Lord is a joy
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| On the wrong side of the railroad tracks
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| Are never stuck, guys have bags
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| The neighborhood where the folks could relax
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| Always be wondering what the other side is like.
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| The wrong side of the tracks, Lord. |