East Coast Girl
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East Coast Girl
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Yeah, everything's going pretty par for the course
Got back problems, grey hair, craving a Porsche
If you make it this far without killing yourself
You got it made though
Got a little place in Venice next to a lady with nine cats
Walk up Abbott Kinney watching business collapse
It all reminds me when you moved here from New York in '88
Yeah
So Johnnie tell me that you're alright
I wanna cover you up tonight
Give me one more chance to show you something real
You can run but you can't hide
It's a cruel, cruel summer outside
Shine on little baby, you're too good for this world
Just another broken east coast girl
There's a guy on Lincoln Boulevard where I get my medication
I wake up after three hours and I fall asleep, mid-conversation
I'm pretty sure it's a habit
But I'll talk myself out of that one too, you know
You were always good at talking us out of trouble with the cops
Made everybody feel good about the fact that they were not
I just wish I could go back in time and find that perfect moment for you
So Johnnie tell me that you're alright
I wanna cover you up tonight
Give me one more chance to show you something real
You can run but you can't hide
It's a cruel, cruel summer outside
Shine on little baby, you're too good for this world
Just another broken east coast girl
Baby, baby, baby where are you?
Baby, baby, baby where are you?
Baby, baby, baby where are you now?
Baby, baby, baby where are you?
Baby, baby, baby where are you?
Baby, baby, baby where are you now?
So Johnnie tell me that you're alright
I wanna cover you up tonight
Give me one more chance to show you something real
You can run but you can't hide
It's a cruel, cruel summer outside
Shine on little baby, you're too good for this world
Just another broken east coast girl
Baby, baby, baby where are you?
Baby, baby, baby where are you?
Baby, baby, baby where are you now?
Baby, baby, baby where are you?
Baby, baby, baby where are you?
Baby, baby, baby where are you now?
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