(Chorus) was covered in leather and gold, 21 years old i lost her in the cold it's unfair, she's out there somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn she's somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
little miss perfect sitting at the train stop nike high tops listening to hip-hop while we were waiting started conversating before got her name along came a train
...next stop
now i'm lookin'
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on the kickin' rocks circling the same block green farm flatbush checking every corner shop tappin' people's askin if they know her everyday's the same back the train
...I'm still lookin
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Ohhh Ohh Oh Oh i wonder will we ever meet again Ohhh Ohh Oh Oh Ohhh i will we ever meet again yeahh...i wonder if we'll ever meet again i hope we do somewhere in Brooklyn