You say the weather in atlanta
Is foggy and gray
Your work gets harder everyday
And your new boyfriend is holding on too tight
I got a gig at the beach
A room with a view
The only thing missin here is you
Some fresh ocean breeze might ease your mind
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We could walk barefoot through the warm wet sand
Take a second look at what we had
I been thinkin a lot since I been here
Past the neon lights and the l.a. haze
Im a different man these days
So come on out, the coast is clear
I got a picture in my wallet from back in 91
That week we spent in the santa belle sun
Ridin the wave of our love, those were good times
But somewhere I got lost and let you down
Young and naive I didnt know what Id found
But I do now and there aint a cloud in my mind
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