NATIVE CAPE CODDAH
(to the tune of "Native New Yorker" by Odyssey)
Lyrics (c)1998,2005 Emi M. Briet


Cape Coddah, ooh, ooh, ooh

Runnin' crowded, Cape Cod native girl
Twenty-five, thirty-five
Tourist hatin', Cape Cod native girl

You grew up drivin' in P-town, weavin' round people
Up Commercial, down on Bradford
You're too stressed, so you're no lady, talkin' that trash talk
Frustrating time for Cape Cod natives!

And, whoa, summer's just a tourist slam
That's the thought that sticks, westbound on Route 6, Mid-Cape Highway's jammed!
And you're in your car, not goin' very far...

Oh, oh, oh [Oh, oh, oh]
You're a native Cape Coddah
You should know this by now
You're a native Cape Coddah

Cape Coddah, ooh, ooh, ooh

Winter comes, everywhere's rainin', jealous of outstate
They're makin' snowmen, findin' snowforts
There you are lost in the downpour, searchin' for someone [Searchin' for someone]
It's a boring time for Cape Cod natives!

And whoa, where did all those tourists go
It's a short repreive, but soon the time will be, when all those people show!
And they'll piss you off and treat you like a worm

Oh, oh, oh [Oh, oh, oh]
You're a native Cape Coddah
Tourists don't give a damn
For the native Cape Coddah

[Runnin' crowded, Cape Cod native girl]
Ooh...ooh...ooh...
Native, native, native Cape Coddah

Living 'mong the tourist lint
And you still believe life could really be like a Rockwell print
You're on the Cape, and you can't escape

You're a native Cape Coddah
You should know this by now
You're a native Cape Coddah

You should know this by now
You're a native Cape Coddah, oh, oh, oh
[Native, native, native Cape Coddah]
You're a native Cape Coddah