Gonna pack my bags
And drive to the coast
See my mum and dad (hello, Justin)
And friends that I miss the most
I've got a thousand people to see
Instead I'm gonna get out on the Waveney
Five knots we're heading out to Burgh Marine
To the Northeast Sea there's ever been
And I'm eastbound, baby
Gonna get hooked up
With an East Coast lady
Eastbound and up
I've got the tackle
And I got the bait
I cast with precision
And I just wait
Before the last of the evening light
I know I'm gonna get a bite
I swear this rod will never leave my palms
Until she is in my arms
Oh, when I'm eastbound, baby
Gonna get hooked up
With an East Coast lady
Eastbound and up
Ay Jus, where we going tonight then?
Yeah, I suppose we'll have a couple in the Green Jacks
Then get down the George Bar
I'm not sot sure if I like the beer in there, it's a bit sour sometimes
So we'll have one in the Wherry
Oh, Gin and tonic or summink
Couple in the Commodore or Lady of the Lake, maybe?
Meet up in the Dutchmans
Then we'll go up to the Fighting Cocks, Morning Star, Hank's Bar
Notleys, The Crown, The Triangle Tavern
It'll be fuckin' ace!
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The tide is turning, I'm running out of luck
And it looks like I am stuck
What makes you think that I would ever give a fuck
When I'm eastbound, baby
Gonna get hooked up
With an East Coast lady
Eastbound and up, aw!