Alabama-Cheap Seats lyrics

This town ain`t big, this town ain`t small.
Its a little of both they say.
Our ball club may be minor league but at least its Triple A.
We sit below the marlboro man, above the right field wall.
We do the wave all by ourselves.
Hey ump, a blind man could`ve made that call.

We like our beer flat as can be.
We like our dogs with mustard and relish.
We got a great pitcher whats his name.
Well we can`t even spell it.
We don`t worry about the pennant much.
We just like to see the boys hit it deep.
There`s nothing like the view from the cheap seats.

The game was close, we`ll call it a win.
Go off to toast the boys again.
That local band is back in town.
They got a kinda minor league sound.
They`re not that bad, they`re not that good.
But all in all its understood.
We wanna dance, they wanna play.
We wouldn`t have it any other way.

We like our beer flat as can be.
We like our dogs with mustard and relish.
We got a great pitcher whats his name.
Well we can`t even spell it.
We don`t worry about the pennant much.
We just like to see the boys hit it deep.
There`s nothing like the view from the cheap seats.

Now the majors called up oh whats his name.
And one more building rises tall.
And suddenly were all grown up.
And this old town`s not quite so small.
But I`ll always miss the middle size town.
In the middle of the middle-west.
With no name pitchers and local bands,
And mustard and relish and all the rest.

We like our beer flat as can be.
We like our dogs with mustard and relish.
We got a great pitcher whats his name.
Well we can`t even spell it.
We don`t worry about the pennant much.
We just like to see the boys hit it deep.
There`s nothing like the view from the cheap seats.
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