The 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 k** 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