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