[Intro] 

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[Verse]

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They say I'm too young to love you
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I don't know what I need
                              
They think I don't understand
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The freedom land of the seventies
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I think I'm too cool to know ya
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You say I'm like the ice I freeze

I'm churning out novels like
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Beat poetry on amphetamines

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I say 
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I say


[Chorus]

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Well, my boyfriend's in the band
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He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
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I've got feathers in my hair
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I get down to Beat poetry
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And my jazz collection's rare
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I can play most anything
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I'm a Brooklyn baby
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I'm a Brooklyn baby


[Instrumental]

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[Verse]

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They say I'm too young to love you
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They say I'm too dumb to see

They judge me like a picture book
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By the colors like they forgot to read
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I think we're like fire and water
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I think we're like the wind and sea

You're burning up, I'm cooling down
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You're up, I'm down
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You're blind,  I see
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But I'm free
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I'm free


[Chorus]

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Well, my boyfriend's in the band
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He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
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I've got feathers in my hair
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I get down to Beat poetry
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And my jazz collection's rare
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I can play most anything
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I'm a Brooklyn baby
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I'm a Brooklyn baby


[Bridge]

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I'm talking about my generation
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Talking about that newer nation

And if you don't like it
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You can beat it,    beat it, baby
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You never liked the way I said it
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If you don't get it, then forget it
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Cause I don't have to fucking explain  it


[Chorus]

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And my boyfriend's in the band
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He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
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I've got feathers in my hair
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I get high on hydroponic weed
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And my jazz collection's rare
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I get down to beat poetry
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I'm a Brooklyn baby
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I'm a Brooklyn baby


[Instrumental]

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[Chorus]

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Yeah my boyfriend's pretty cool
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But he's not as cool as me
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Cause I'm a Brooklyn baby
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I'm a Brooklyn baby


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[Outro]

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