Say the weather in Atlanta is foggy and gray your work gets harder everyday
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And your new boyfriend is holding on too tight
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I got a gig at the beach a room with a view the only thing missing here is you
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Some fresh ocean breeze might ease your mind
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We could walk barefoot through the warm wet sand
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Take a second look at what we had
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I been thinkin' a lot since I been here
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Past the neon lights and the LA haze I'm a different man these days
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So come on out the coast is clear
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Got a picture in my wallet from back in '91
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That week we spent in the Santa Belle sun
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Ridin' the wave of our love those were good times
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But somewhere I got lost and let you down
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Young and naive I didn't know what I'd found
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But I do now and there ain't a cloud in my mind
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We could walk barefoot...
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Yeah come on out the coast is clear
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Oh oh oh the coast is clear oh oh oh the coast is clear the coast is clear
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Coast Is Clear
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Tracy Lawrence |