East Coast Summers

One, two, three, hey

I keep my bedroom cold 'cause it reminds me of home
Got Springsteen singing on the radio
Red cups on rooftops
Only thing that I’ve ever known

And girl, it’s nothing like you’ve ever seen
From the neon lights to the evergreen
It might rain for a minute
But you learn how to dance through the storm

Laying by your side in late July
Baby, take my hand, I’ll tell you why

We love those East Coast summers
Livin’ on the run
All the beachfront nights, fireflies, and thunderstorms
Won’t you kiss me, darling
Tell me that you’re gonna stay

And you’re a West Coast girl
But your heart is in the Ocean State

Well, these northern skies and long parades
Are all you’re needing on a Saturday
With red-hot asphalt, bonfires, and lemonade

Laying by your side in late July
Baby, take my hand, I’ll tell you why

We love those East Coast summers
Livin’ on the run
All the beachfront nights, fireflies, and thunderstorms
Won’t you kiss me, darling
Tell me that you’re gonna stay

Can’t beat those East Coast summers
Maryland to Maine
All the seaside stoners dancing in the rain
With your cheeks so sunburnt
I can see you miles away

And you’re a West Coast girl
But your heart is in the Ocean State

Well, these nights run long, the sea salt sprays
And this little town starts to celebrate
Sapphire sailboats drift down Atlantic waves

And it’s nothing like that Venice breeze
Or silver screens in West LA
So take my hand, girl, come with me
I’ll show you why you’ll want to stay

In those East Coast summers
Livin’ on the run
All the beachfront nights and the thunderstorms
Won’t you kiss me, darling
Tell me that you’re gonna stay

Yeah, yeah

Can’t beat those East Coast summers
Maryland to Maine
All the seaside stoners dancing in the rain
With your cheeks so sunburnt
I can see you miles away

And you’re a West Coast girl
But your heart is in the Ocean State

We love those East Coast summers
(Yeah, those East Coast summers)
Livin’ on the run
All the beachfront nights, fireflies, and thunderstorms
(Yeah, those East Coast summers)
Won’t you kiss me, darling
(Oh, no, no, no, no, no)
Tell me that you’re gonna stay

And you’re a West Coast girl
But your heart is in the Ocean State