Somewhere In Brooklyn

capo III

R: She was covered in leather and gold

Twenty one years old

I lost her in the cold

It's unfair, she's out there

Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

She's somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

1. Little miss perfect sitting at the train stop

Red Nike high tops listening to hip-hop

While we were waiting started conversating

Before I got her name along came a train

mezihra:

(ohhhhh) next stop Brooklyn

(ohhhhh) now I'm lookin'

R:

2. On the street kickin rocks circling the same block

Green farm flatbush checking every corner shop

Tappin' people's shoulders askin’ if they know her

Everyday's the same back to the train

mezihra:

R:

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I wonder if we'll ever meet again

Oh-oh-oh-oh

I wonder we we'll ever meet again

Yeah I wonder if we'll ever meet again

I hope we do, somewhere in Brooklyn