Lyrics

Near the corner of Fullerton and Lincoln
On the near north side of my home town
Is a place where I like to do my drinkin'
And the finest set of friends that I have found

And who could ask for more cuz livin' right next door
Is the little girl who caught my eye
It's the best town in the land, tho some don't understand
So I'd like to take this chance to tell you why:

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There's magic in the places reflected in the faces
of the many sort of people you will find
Some are cold, some are warm
Some don't like the storms
That are just another windy day to me.

Le's grab a char-dog meal and head out to Wrigly Field
Where hope burns an eternal flame.
We know that win or lose we are livin' where we choose
The best place on earth to play the game!

Chorus
There's magic in the places reflected in the faces
of the many sort of people you will find
Some are cold, some are warm
Some don't like the storms
That are just another windy day to me.

Let's head out on the lake and leave our worries in our wake
As we sail home into the setting sun
There's no more pretty silhouette of a city
So I yell when I tell everyone . . .
The second city's second to none!

Chorus
There's magic in the places reflected in the faces
of the many sort of people you will find
Some are cold, some are warm
Some don't like the storms
That are just another windy day to me.