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ELEVEN BLOCKS FROM THE BEACH - (by Annie Moscow)  Year: 2000
Annie Moscow Fun, island vibe. mixed feelings and jealousy after choosing to move to suburban dream house and neighbors chose to move to the beach. Female Vocals, Pop, Lilith Fair
Type Play Track Info Catalog ID Min:Sec Tempo & BPM Price Control
Full Track - Pop, Lilith Fair
360875 3:22 Medium 115   


Track Summary
Music Track Title: Eleven Blocks From the Beach
Catalog ID: 360875  ISRC: US5UL0916818
Description: Fun, island vibe. mixed feelings and jealousy after choosing to move to suburban dream house and neighbors chose to move to the beach.

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Artist or Group: Annie Moscow

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Keywords: Beach Jealous Bungalow Surfboard Ocean Ocean Breeze Suburban Dream Neighborhood Choices Santa Monica

Music Genre > Sub-genre
    Pop Music
       Lilith Fair (female pop)
Extended Properties
  Duration: 3:22   Tempo: Medium   BPM: 115
   Arrangement: Band / Ensemble
   Instruments: Drums, Bass, Electric Guitar, Percussion, Piano, Synthesizer
   Vocal Mix: Female Vocals
   Language: English
Album: Wolves At My Door
Moods: Fun, Funny, Playful, Rhythmic, Whimsical

Styles: 2000s (Y2K+), Comedy / Family, Documentary, Drama / 30-Something, Film Vocal, Indie, Party / Beach Party, Romantic Comedy, Travel Channel, TV Vocal

Lyrical Topics: Beach, Wishing, Move

Lyrics
I like to think I'm contemporary
In my suburban dream
My house is big and roomy
And the neighborhood's serene
This is what's worth livin' for
I tell myself each day
But I grow green with envy
When I see you live your way

Eleven blocks from the beach
In a hardwood bungalow
Walk down the street with a surfboard
And the ocean breezes blow
Fresh fruit market ev'ry Wednesday
All within my reach
If I had the guts to move my stuff
Eleven blocks from the beach

I left that city long ago
Crime and noise I said
But is it better to live with a little bit of danger
Than walk around half dead
I'm just tryin' to find the place I guess
Where I won't keep wantin' more
But until I find my home I'll be here
Longing after yours

Eleven blocks from the beach
In a hardwood bungalow
Walk down the street with a surfboard
And the ocean breezes blow
Fresh fruit market ev'ry Wednesday
All within my reach
If I had the guts to move my stuff
Eleven blocks from the beach
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