Lyrics:
Walcott, don't you know that it's insane?
Don't you want to get out of Cape Cod
Out of Cape Cod tonight?
Walcott, Mystic seaport is that way
If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air
Quaint little villages here and there
(You're sure)You're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod
(Cape
If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air
Quaint little villages here and there
(You're sure) you're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod
(Old
If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air,
Quaint little villages here and there,
You're sure to fall in love with old cape cod.
If you like
If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air
Quaint little villages here and there
(You're sure) You're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod
(Cape
bully, bully boys
Bound away, Bound away!
Heave her up, now don't you make some noise
Bound away for Australia
Cape Cod girls ain't got now sleds
Bound
Cape Cod, Cape Cod
Is what you're dreamin' of
Sun dresses, sail boats
A drunken brunch toast
(It was the most embarrassing thing, be careful)
Cape Cod
If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air
Quaint little villages here and there
You're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod
If you like the taste
If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air
Quaint little villages here and there
You're sure to fall in love with old Cape Cod
If you like
If your're fond of sand dunes and salty air
Quaint little villages here and there
You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod
If you like
Cape Cod girls they don't use no combs
Bound away, Pound away!
Comb their hair on the cod fish bones
On their way to Australia!
So heave her up, my
with my God
I don't even need y'all or the squad
Swimming on, too raw, cape cod
Swimming on, too raw, cape cod
Back and forth, see-saw with my God
I
York City
Cape Cod to Boston
Or back home with me
You know it could be worse
You won't be the last and you're not the first
Don't know what you want
the voyage is long and the winds don't blow
And it's time for us to leave her
Cape Cod girls don't use no combs (ooh)
Haul away, haul away
Well they comb
the second of the month to go out suckin dick
Take your cape off, these hoes can't be saved bruh
She runnin game, she know we ain't built the same cod
You
back to Massachusetts
Take me back to Cape Cod
It's them doggone big ol' city buildings
I'm ridin' to escape from
Ridin' to a small town
Ridin'
you know I got It bitch
I got my broads if u want em
On the C.O.D please 5 g's
I don't promise but I got good numbers
Tote two thunder, sat that
Tell and get you know I got It bitch
[Verse 1]
I got my broads if u want em
On the C.O.D please 5 G's
I don't promise but I got good numbers
Tote
I just wanna go coast to coast with you
Cape Cod to the sands of Malibu
Nothing specific, just a holiday for two
Visions of paradise
And we're
Tell and get you know I got It bitch
[Verse 1]
I got my broads if u want em
On the C.O.D please 5 G's
I don't promise but I got good numbers
Tote
brought you here because...
I wanted to tell you alone
I'm moving back up to cape cod
I'm getting married
Married?
Well, yeah, some people still
lemme decipher
M a rider, superman got the cape m a fly her
All my homies goin hard, goin hyper
She wanna get the fame m a hype her
Coz m a rider
Shes
on me
Bring me to my tourbus
Girlfriend gettin' sloppy
Don't do what I didn't told you
No cape, game on autosave
Cape Cod, eatin' cod
Very lauded
Didn't
waiting for Cape Cod
Waiting for a beach babe
Not another shark attack
Not another heatwave
Wanna play some put-put
Eat a fucking lobster
Make a cup
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