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Malibu 1992 Video (MV)




Performed By: Coin
Length: 5:41
Written by: Chase Lawrence, Joseph Memmel, Zachary Dyke




Coin - Malibu 1992 Lyrics




I watched you board an airplane
A high dive from a summer's heat wave, down
A bit tongue and a taste of iron
Sweethearts that high school soured, now

Our time had grown to a closing
You moved when you ran out of money to stay
Your parents' house in Ohio
Your old bed replaced with a treadmill, now

Well I come here more than you know
And I'm sure you think I've outgrown you
But I couldn't

Oh, I did it again, I did it again
Oh, I did it again, I did it again
Oh, I must still want you

Our names carved in the pavement
Sealed by what's left of our handprints, now
I told my mom she'd love to meet you
But it's too bad she won't get the chance to

Oh, I did it again, I did it again
Oh, I did it again, I must still want you

And I might be part to blame
And I might be part to blame

You're some old man's new trophy
Locked up in some house in New Jersey
Now money's not a problem
But 20 years it seems you've forgotten
Malibu, '92
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I watched you board an airplane
A high dive from a summer's heat wave, down
A bit tongue and a taste of iron
Sweethearts that high school soured, now

Our time had grown to a closing
You moved when you ran out of money to stay
Your parents' house in Ohio
Your old bed replaced with a treadmill, now

Well I come here more than you know
And I'm sure you think I've outgrown you
But I couldn't

Oh, I did it again, I did it again
Oh, I did it again, I did it again
Oh, I must still want you

Our names carved in the pavement
Sealed by what's left of our handprints, now
I told my mom she'd love to meet you
But it's too bad she won't get the chance to

Oh, I did it again, I did it again
Oh, I did it again, I must still want you

And I might be part to blame
And I might be part to blame

You're some old man's new trophy
Locked up in some house in New Jersey
Now money's not a problem
But 20 years it seems you've forgotten
Malibu, '92
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Writer: Chase Lawrence, Joseph Memmel, Zachary Dyke
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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