Driving down the east coast honey
Through the smaller country towns
Holdin' off spendin' our money
Seems harder the longer we're gone
We're gonna step outside
To see the sights
Of these towns
That we're driving by
Finding all the secret spots
That people stop
For a feed
Then we're taking off
On our road trip down to the city
Where all my friends still live
With all all of the things
Our town just cannot give
To us and all of the ways
We get to live our days there
Driving down the east coast honey
Through the mirror can't see our home
Telling jokes that ain't that funny
Still laugh like we're clowns
We'll wind the windows down
To feel the pound
Of the breeze
As we drive along
We'll play our music loud
And singing proud
To these songs
That we long forgot
On our road trip down to the city
Where all my friends still live
With all all of the things
Our town just cannot give
To us and all of the ways
We get to live our days there
All the hustle bustle
Waves of people
Pushing 'round the city
Dampens all the peace
In my mind
Wishing for some
Patience
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On our road trip back from the city
Where all my friends still live
Back to all of the things
Our town still seems to give
To us and all of the ways
We get to live our days there
We get to live our days there
We get to live our days there
We get to live our days there
We get to live our days there