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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?