Song by Hugh Jackman<br /><br>
You used to live in New York City<br>
Then you moved to L.A.<br>
But you still miss the streets<br>
Where you used to play<br>
<br>
So you hurry on back there<br>
(Even) Leave your pool and your car<br>
Only to find you no longer belong<br>
Fool don't you know what you are<br>
<br>
Hit the streets at midnight<br>
Still dancing after dawn<br>
But something seems to be missing<br>
Just what are you running from<br>
<br>
Do you like your love in the dark<br>
Or laid out in the sun<br>
When you just can't make up your mind<br>
Don't you know what you've become<br>
<br>
Bi-coastal, miss the natural speed of the city<br>
Bi-coastal, California's fine if you're pretty<br>
<br>
Bi-coastal, when both are so much fun<br>
Why do you have to pick one<br>
<br>
You can always hear me singing<br>
Oh say can you see<br>
From the towers of Manhattan<br>
To the hills of Beverly<br>
<br>
All those girls in TV movies<br>
All those boys on Broadway<br>
When you can't make up your mind<br>
You know you'd go either way<br>
<br>
Bi-coastal, miss the natural speed of the city<br>
Bi-coastal, California's fine if you're pretty<br>
Bi-coastal, when both are so much fun<br>
Why do you have to pick one<br>
 <br>