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Driving down the parkway one last time
Maybe I’ll take Route 35
Through the heart of the Amboys
I’m just a kid from the suburbs of NJ
But I’m still looking for the way
In a sea of white noise

Not to be sentimental
But this town took eighteen years to raise me
It may sound like nothing special
But I’m going back before I go crazy

Going home where I can find me
Going home where the lights don’t blind me
Home is a word that can have a lot of meanings
But home is home no matter what you’re feeling

Walking on the boardwalk late at night
Snacking on bags of salty fries
Wash it down with candy
We never had a care from year to year
Gonna grab a slice and then a beer
From some shore town shanty

Maybe I’m too nostalgic
Our glory days are in the past now
Childhood won’t live forever
But memories will help it last now
Make it last now
So it don’t fade away

It’s funny how we never did appreciate
The things we used to love to hate
When we were younger
We couldn’t wait to get the hell out of this place
But blemishes we wish we could erase
We can’t resent any longer

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from No More Waiting, track released October 2, 2011
Joe Benoit: Lead Vocals, Backing Vocals, Electric and Acoustic Guitar
Sam K. Shaw: Bass and Backing Vocals
Michael Himes: Guitar
Sam Paul Sherman: Drums, Backing Vocals, Piano and Percussion
Jerry Weinstein: Hammond Organ and Wurlitzer Keyboard

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The Regulars New York, New York

In a time when the radio waves have left rock and roll by the wayside, New York City's The Regulars refuse to play along.

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