Rhode Island
Rhode Island
Rhode Island
Rhode Island
I grew up in Newport city
Rhode Island
Not an Island
Like Coney Island
I took the ferry from Jersey
And there's the house where I was born
Oh it was torn down in 1993
The year they built the Walmart
The one that everybody thought
Would somehow bring back the community
Long Island
Long Island
Long Island
I fell in love here with Zooey
And there's the bar where she poured drinks
She used the money to finish her degree
They day she graduated
We met and celebrated
With a bottle on the Staten Island Ferry
And in the distance in the rain
I still see the statue
As she holds on to her flame
Waiting for the sun to set,
So she can light god's cigarette
And tell the story of how you came to me
Her lips taste like Prosecco
Roam the beaches of love
Her favourite colour was yellow
I love what we've become
Oh yeah
Rhode Island
Rhode Island
Rhode Island
Now we're back in Newport city
We moved back to Newport city
City
Autor(es): Jon Cohen