Bi‐Coastal
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Here we go
You used to live in New York City
Then you moved to L.A
But you still miss the streets
Where you used to play
So you hurry on back there
Even leave your full-length car
Only to find you no longer belong
Oh, don't you know what you are?
You hit the streets at midnight
Still dancing after dawn
But something seems to be missing
Just what are you running from?
Do you like your love in the dark
Or lay down in the sun?
When you can't make up your mind
Don't you know what you become? Ho
Bicoastal, miss the natural speed of the city
Bicoastal, California's fine if you're pretty
You can always hear me singing
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh say can you see
From the towers of Manhattan
To the hills of Beverly
All those girls on TV movies
All those boys on Broadway
When you can't make up your mind
You know you go either way
Bicoastal, miss the natural speed of the city (Natural speed of the)
Bicoastal, California's fine if you're pretty (Oh yeah)
Bicoastal, miss the natural speed of the city (Oh yeah, yeah)
Bicoastal, California's fine if you're pretty (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bicoastal, we're more than so much fun
Tell me, why do you have to pick?
Why do you have to pick?
Why do you have to pick
One?