## Metadata
**Caption:** pop rock, piano driven, catchy, 114 BPM, male vocal
**BPM:** 125
**Duration:** 178.0s
**Key:** A minor
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
She's got a penthouse view and a diamond ring
Never had to want for a single thing
I'm just a mechanic with grease on my hands
But I think she might just understand

[chorus]
Uptown girl, come down to my side of town
Uptown girl, let your hair down
I know you're used to finer things
But my heart's the same as any king's

[verse]
Her friends all whisper when they see us talk
Say a girl like her don't take that walk
But she keeps smiling, keeps holding my hand
Like she's found something she can't understand

[chorus]
Uptown girl, come down to my side of town
Uptown girl, let your hair down
I know you're used to finer things
But my heart's the same as any king's

[bridge]
Maybe the money don't mean a thing
When there's a feeling that starts to sing
I'll take you cruising in my beat-up car
Show you love don't need to be a star

[chorus]
Uptown girl, come down to my side of town
Uptown girl, let your hair down
I know you're used to finer things
But my heart's the same as any king's