Cheap Seats Lyrics - Alabama

This town ain't big, this town ain't small 

It's a little of both they say 

Our ball club may be minor league but at least it's triple A 

We sit below the Marlboro man, above the right field wall 

We do the wave all by ourself 

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, what's 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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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 it's 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, what's 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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Now the majors called up, oh, what's his name? 

And one more buildin' rises tall 

And suddenly we're 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, what's 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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