Last school bell 'fore summer rings out
Through the empty streets in a hard knock town
And what you know, I-95's backed up again
Eastbound 'til the road runs out
Salt in the air, shells in the drive at my grandma's house
And I didn't know it there and then
That I'd still be holding on like I am
To Jersey, where my mama met my dad
Where I laid my footprints in the sand
Where my growing up collided with my innocence
I left my innocence back in Jersey
Anything could happen under them northern stars
When you got a, a beach cruiser for a getaway car
And a two-week paycheck full of lifeguard cash
20 in the jar, and hear some "Rosalita"
Yeah, all them glory days still taste like cheap tequila
More and more I find myself trying to go back
All that time went by so fast
Back in Jersey, where my mama met my dad
Where I laid my footprints in the sand
Where my growing up collided with my innocence
I left my innocence back in Jersey
In the quarter slot of a pinball machine
Loose cigarette in the pocket of my jeans
In the willing eyes of a boardwalk queen
And a blanket on the beach
When I'm lost, getting caught at the end of my rope
Missing home, losing hope
I close my eyes and go back to Jersey
Going back to Jersey
Jersey, where my mama met my dad
Where I laid my footprints in the sand
Where my growing up collided with my innocence
I left my innocence back in Jersey
In the quarter slot of a pinball machine
Loose cigarette in the pocket of my jeans
In the willing eyes of a boardwalk queen
And a blanket on the beach
When I'm lost, getting caught at the end of my rope
Missing home, losing hope
I close my eyes and go back to Jersey
Oh, I'm going back to Jersey
Oh, take me back to Jersey
