Black 47 - Brooklyn Girls Lyrics
Standing in your hallwayKiss your angel hairHear your old grandmotherRecite her immigrant prayerIf she knew what you had to doShe'd probably kill you firstBut hold on, darlin, this time tomorrowYou'll be over the worstBrooklyn girls just break your heartThen they watch you fall apartWith their - incredible eyesMoistened by the goodbyes'Til I forget all I ever learnedAbout those - crazy Brooklyn girlsNow I'm on the sidewalkNight lights up your roomGo down to the NarrowsWatch the raging moonBeam down on Staten IslandWith its unforgiving sheenAnd I'd give everything not toHemorrhage all of your dreamsThe Verazanno hangs like a string of pearls in the nightI'd steal them for youWear them tomorrowMake everything be alright