Brooklyn Baby

11. června 2014 v 16:10 | Mary
They say that I'm too young to love you
I don't know what I need
They think I don't understand
The freedomland of the seventies

I think I'm too cool to know you
You say I'm like the ice I freeze
I'm churning out novels like
Beat poetry on amphetamines

I said…I said…
Well my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to beat poetry

And my jazz collection's rare
I can play almost anything
I'm a Brooklyn Baby
I'm a Brooklyn Baby

They say I'm too young to love you
They say I'm to dumb to see
They judge me like a picture book
By the colors like they forgot to read

I think we're like fire and water
I think we're like the wind and sea
You're burning up, I'm cooling down
You're up on town, your blind eye sees

But I'm free… I'm free…

Well my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to beat poetry

And my jazz collection's rare
I can play almost anything
I'm a Brooklyn Baby
I'm a Brooklyn Baby

I'm talkin bout my generation
Talkin bout that newer nation
And if you don't like it
You can beat it, beat it baby

You never liked the way I said it
If you don't get it then forget it
Cause I don't have to fucking explain it

Well my boyfriend's in a band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to beat poetry

And my jazz collection's rare
I can play almost anything
I'm a Brooklyn Baby
I'm a Brooklyn Baby

Yeah my boyfriend's pretty cool
But he's not as cool as me
Cause I'm a Brooklyn Baby
I'm a Brooklyn Baby
 

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