Brooklyn

Cigarette smoke

She's always high on a oregano

Subway go (Let's go!)

To Norway, she don't care

As long as we go

Polaroid queen

For the last few nights you've dominated my dreams

Dirty ripped jeans

You couldn't keep them on when we were 18

And now we're somewhere in a field

Staring at the stars

Then she looks over at me

Says let's steal a car, and go

To Brooklyn!

Brooklyn!

Now we're on the road

Lights flashing, she been blasting the radio

The radio

Taking it slow

**** that, she's all about the vertigo

My polaroid queen

Caught stealing nachos from the vending machine

Now she's making a scene

Can of whipped cream

In her birthday suit she's dressing up for me

The American dream

And now we're somewhere in a field

Staring at the stars

Then she looks over at me

Says let's take the bar and go

To Brooklyn!

Brooklyn!

If you don't know

Say what I don't know

Heads down this chick is the baddest ***** I know

Look at her go

With her Brooklyn ass

Follow her flow, she's the baddest ***** I know

She's the baddest ***** I know

My polaroid queen

For the last few nights you dominated my dreams

Dirty ripped jeans

You couldn't keep them on though we were 18

And now I'm somewhere in a street

Drunk outside the bar, oh oh oh

And she's sober as can be

Stole my ****ing car

Damn!