Text: John Schrader. The Coast.

Got a friend out on the coast..says I can come out anytime
3,000 miles away there's a star .. from here I can't see it shine
31 going on 19 , now's the time

Caught a lot of shit in New York for missing the flight
Cpt. Kirk got Ronnie home .. hopping fences that night
Finally made it back to LA .. New York is quiet tonight

Something's gotta be done .. you gotta go .. when ya comming back

Chorus:
Thinking 'bout the coast 'cause I'm bored here in the east
One month of fun then I'm living here alone in this crease
Thinking 'bout the coast 'cause I can see our names up in lights

15 calls a day .. sure that one will be 'the break'
Well I'm no Morgan Freeman but I know that I'll be ok
We'll work on infomercials for rent..we'll ok

I'm gonna catch a plane and try a different couch in Glendale
I'm done writtin' songs about 'cause they're getting kinda stale
California dreaming .. all those pennies in the wishing well

Something's gotta be done .. you gotta go .. when ya comming back

Chorus:
Thinking 'bout the coast 'cause I'm bored here in the east
One month of fun then I'm living here alone in this crease
Thinking 'bout the coast 'cause I can see our names up in lights

"go on !!!"