Brooklyn Baby

Album: Ultraviolence (2014)
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  • Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da
    Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da
    Da-da-da-da-da-da-da

    They say I'm too young to love you
    I don't know what I need
    They think I don't understand
    The freedom land of the seventies
    I think I'm too cool to know ya
    You say I'm like the ice I freeze
    I'm churning out novels like
    Beat poetry on amphetamines
    I say
    I say

    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 most anything
    I'm a Brooklyn baby
    I'm a Brooklyn baby

    Pa-ta-da-da-da-da-da
    Pa-ta-da-da-da-da-da
    Pa-ta-da-da-da-da

    They say I'm too young to love you
    You say I'm too 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, I'm down
    You're blind, I see
    But I'm free
    Ooh, 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 most anything
    I'm a Brooklyn baby
    I'm a Brooklyn baby

    I'm talking 'bout my generation
    Talking '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
    So I don't have to fucking explain it

    And my boyfriend's in a band
    He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
    I've got feathers in my hair
    I get high on hydroponic weed
    And my jazz collection's rare
    I get down to Beat poetry
    I'm a Brooklyn baby
    I'm a Brooklyn baby

    Pa-da-ba-ba, pa-de-da
    Te-de-de, da-da-da
    Ooh-ooh, woah

    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

    Pa-da-da-da-da-da-da
    Da-da-da-da-da, baby
    Ah-ta-da-da-da-da
    Da-da-da-da, baby
    Pa-da-da-da-da-da
    Pa-pa-da-pa-da, yeah
    Yeah, yeah Writer/s: Barrie James O'Neill, Elizabeth Woolridge Grant
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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