Get to the creme-de-la-creme
Music and Lyrics by Steve Murdock/Rule 11
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Eilite-ism
It’s 7:00 p.m. on a Saturday
And I’m down down down
Searching through everything
For a way to turn it around
I finally recognized
The reason for the schism
Don’t be a populist
Get into Eilite-ism
Shabbat
Shalom Eilite
It’s a Saturday night
In the city by the sea
And I’m lonely
Are you lonely in a similar way to me?
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
She’s steppin’ along with black dress on
Spinnin’ round round and ‘round
And I gotta bend to look at those stems
Reachin’ all the way to the ground
I finally figured out
The means to a satisfying end
Pass up the commoners
To get to the crème-de-la-crème
Shabbat
Shalom Eilite
It’s a Saturday night
In the city by the sea
And I wonder
Is it lonely
To be Eilite?
I finally figured out
The means to a satisfying end
Pass up the commoners
To get to the crème-de-la-crème
To the highest of the high
And the best of the best
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