A Man in Every City

I’ve got a man in LA, sun-kissed every day,

He’s golden like the coastline, always takes my breath away.

There’s a boy in Seattle, with a smile like the rain,

Soft and steady on my heart, washing off my daily strain.

Got a sweetheart down in Phoenix, hotter than August,

He cools me with his laughter even when the heat is longest.

And my Denver mountain fella? He’s got that Rocky Mountain smile—

The kind that lifts me up so high I feel the world for miles.

I got a man in every city, yeah, I’m coast to coast in love—

From the beaches to the bayous to the stars that shine above.

If you wonder where I’m wanderin’, just check the map and see:

Wherever there’s a skyline, there’s a guy who’s missin’ me.

There’s a charmer up in Boston, wicked smart and wicked sweet,

Knows all the right traditions and the best spots we can eat.

Got a darling in Miami, dances like the ocean breeze—

He moves so smooth and spicy that he knocks me off my knees.

There’s a man in Chicago, heart as deep as winter snow,

But warm enough to melt me when the lakefront lights all glow.

And my cowboy down in Dallas, boots and belt and southern charm—

He lassos me with laughter and he holds me safe and warm.

I got a man in every city, yeah, I’m coast to coast in love—

From the beaches to the bayous to the stars that shine above.

If you wonder where I’m wanderin’, just check the map and see:

Wherever there’s a skyline, there’s a guy who’s missin’ me.

There’s a sweetheart in New York, and he’s bold like Times Square light,

He kisses like the city—fast and bright and day-and-night.

Got a honey in New Orleans, with that gumbo-spice romance,

He plays my heart like Mardi Gras and sweeps me in the dance.

My boy down in Nashville, with that warm Tennessee twang—

He writes me little love songs that get stuck inside my brain.

And that cutie in Las Vegas? Baby, he’s my desert star—

He shines so bright he makes me wanna stay right where we are.

I got a man in every city, yeah, I’m coast to coast in love—

From the beaches to the bayous to the stars that shine above.

If you wonder where I’m wanderin’, just check the map and see:

Wherever there’s a skyline, there’s a guy who’s missin’ me.

Yeah, a million miles of romance, and they’re all in my memory

America’s a highway, and my heart is roaming free.