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