Somewhere else I have a wife
that I write to on postcards
Let her know that I'm alive
and describe where we are
Tonight we'll dine out on the front porch
of a big house near the pier
But now I'm going on a walk
on the beach, drinkin' beer
Kidding on the square
Dreaming of you in underwear
and wishing you were here
Somewhere else I have kids who
love to splash in the waves
Take the boardwalk by storm
and eat pizza all day
Digging in the sand
Shooting with straws and rubber bands
I'm wishing you were here

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