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You're sitting at work, and you dream of the beach and the dunesYou hop in your car on Friday at the crack of noonApproaching the bridge you're reduced to a crawl and a prayerAnd it's anyone's guess how long until you get thereYou get to your room or your cottage, it's dark and the soundsOf the city are long now behind you, instead you're surroundedWith crickets and breeze and the moon in a cloudy disguiseAnd tomorrow you'll wake with a longing for lobsters and friesCape Cod, love hate, Route 6, be lateOne lane, Oh God, summer, Cape CodSaturday morning, it's coffee and doughnuts first thingThen you start to remember belongings that you didn't bringSo it's T-shirts and sunglasses, belly-packs, blankets, flip flopsThat you bought for a buck ninety nine at the Christmas Tree ShopCape Cod, love hate, Route 6, be lateBargains, Oh God, summer, Cape CodSeafood, whale watch, sailboat, sunblockDolphins, drag queens, ice cream, caffeineNo beach sticker, too much liquorLighthouse, windmill, eat out, big billSongtexteIf you go to the tip of the arm that's where Provincetown callsIt's a little bit different from Chatham, all in allAnd you haven't hit the spot if Hyannis is as far as you gotYou can't see the sun set in a movie or a mallCape Cod, love hate, Route 6, be lateChatham, Oh God, summer, Cape CodThis parcel of sand, oh, that's where my sweetie is fromSo we picked up and moved from a place where my heart was at homeBut I guess that we'll give it a try, the five o' clock Elks Lodge Fish FryThere's a charm in a small town that you just can't denyCape Cod, love hate, Route 6, be lateFish Fry, Oh God, summer, Cape Cod Aus Songtexte Mania