We were driving the strip

Parallel with the boardwalk

In the ocean’s grip

We sang along to the lyrics like they were written in sidewalk chalk

Our shoulders were sunburned

Our long hair blew in the breeze as the wheels beneath us turned

To my brother and all his friends, you were a tease

Taylor Swift songs always made us drive faster

Till the cop’s scanner caught us turning the bend

How I loved the sound of your laughter

How you could charm your way out of anything

I was scared to death but you said to the young officer, “Please, excuse my friend”

You explained we weren’t the trouble-making kind

He let us go and we drove off, leaving him behind

We were just headed north

Finally we made it to the sprawling sand

We decided to run then swim – how it was so grand

The gang turned out

Remember we’d pass the frisbee around

But not before you had to ask a question about the person you threw it to

“What’s one thing you wish weren’t true?”

“What’s your favorite food?”

The answer had to come during the frisbee’s flight

It seemed like in that summer sun along the Atlantic, everything was just right

But I didn’t know you were living a Taylor Swift song

Was your aim to hide in the throng?

In a city of half a million

We found each other

Friends that stick closer than sisters or brothers

Driving that strip with you was thrillin’

And if I could go back, we’d swim a few more laps

I’d toss you that frisbee a thousand more times

And ask what was really on your mind

Because now I drive alone

I can’t talk my way out of a ticket zone

I still go to the beach in the winter

That deep blue water still shimmers

But that old red frisbee is buried

Back when the times were merry

And there’s new people, new things on this strip that’s ever-changing

But what was my favorite drove off

Like the waves, life is always breaking

Ten years went by

Wish I’d know what you were thinking

I miss when we used to drive the strip

Every day I think about you

We were always in the ocean’s grip