Back To Boston Lyrics

Same ole, same ole

Endless festivals

It's the sound of summer

On every corner as the

Harleys roar

Revving up next door

Pops and cracks get closer

Over and over

I can't get over it

I'm checking prices and I don't know why

But there's no more direct flights back to Boston

I'll pay to check my bags, I'd even take the aisle

But there's no more direct flights back to Boston

In 2019 that flight was such a breeze

Saying "Cheers" by lunchtime

Navigate the green line then we

Walk the Common Grounds

Dim sum in Chinatown

Take the T to Fenway

Head home the next day

But take me back to that ball game

I'm checking prices and I don't know why

But there's no more direct flights back to Boston

I'll pay to check my bags, I'd even take the aisle

But there's no more direct flights

Would it be too Midwest of me

To say "Let's drive" and claim it's easier

Than getting on a plane or two

I'd drive the 16 hours with you

To get away for a few days

Can't walk outside, can't catch a break

No layovers in Georgia, please

I'm begging just to fly directly

Now I'm checking prices and I don't know why

But there's no more direct flights back to Boston

I'll pay to check my bags, I'd even take the aisle

But there's no more direct flights back to Boston

And now I'm checking prices and I don't know why

But there's no more direct flights and the prices only climb

I'll pay to check my bags, I'd even take the aisle

But there's no more direct flights back to Boston