Black 47 - Brooklyn Girls lyrics

Standing in your hallway

Kiss your angel hair

Hear your old grandmother

Recite her immigrant prayer

If she knew what you had to do

She'd probably kill you first

But hold on, darlin, this time tomorrow

You'll be over the worst

Brooklyn girls just break your heart

Then they watch you fall apart

With their - incredible eyes

Moistened by the goodbyes

'Til I forget all I ever learned

About those - crazy Brooklyn girls

Now I'm on the sidewalk

Night lights up your room

Go down to the Narrows

Watch the raging moon

Beam down on Staten Island

With its unforgiving sheen

And I'd give everything not to

Hemorrhage all of your dreams

The Verazanno hangs like a string of pearls in the night

I'd steal them for you

Wear them tomorrow

Make everything be alright