| She was covered in leather and gold
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| 21 years old
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| I lost her in the cold
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| It’s unfair she’s out there
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| Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
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| She’s somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
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| Little Ms. Perfect
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| Sittin' at the train stop
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| Red Nike high tops
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| Listenin' to hip-hop
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| While we were waitin'
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| Started conversatin'
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| Before I got her name
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| Along came a train
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| Ooh
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| Next stop Brooklyn
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| Ooh
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| Now I’m looking
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| She was covered in leather and gold
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| 21 years old
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| I lost her in the cold
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| It’s unfair she’s out there
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| Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
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| She’s somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
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| On the street kickin' rocks
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| Circlin' the same block
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| Greenpoint to Flatbush
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| Checkin' every corner shop
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| Tappin' people’s shoulders
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| Askin' if they know her
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| Every day’s the same
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| It’s back to the train
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| Ooh
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| Next stop Brooklyn
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| Ooh
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| I’m still lookin'
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| She was covered in leather and gold
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| 21 years old
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| I lost her in the cold
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| It’s unfair she’s out there
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| Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
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| She’s somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, I wonder will we ever meet again?
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Ooh, I wonder will we ever meet again?
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Yeah, I wonder if we’ll ever meet again
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| I hope we do
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| Somewhere in Brooklyn |