(Chorus) she was in leather and gold, 21 years old i lost her in the it's unfair, she's out there somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn she's somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
little miss sitting at the train stop red nike high tops listening to hip-hop while we were waiting started conversating before i got 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 corner shop tappin' people's shoulders 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