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They say I'm too young to love you
I don't know what I need
They think I don't understand
The Freedomland of the seventies
I think I'm too cool to know ya
You say I'm like the ice I freeze
I'm churning out novels like
Beat poetry on Amphetamines
I say
I say

My boyfriend's in the band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry
And my jazz collection's rad
I can play most anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby

They say I'm too young to love you
You say I'm too dumb to see
They judge me like a picture book
By the colors like they forgot to read
I think we're like fire and water
I think we're like the wind and sea
You're burning up, I'm cooling down
You're up, I'm down
You're blind, I see
But I'm free
I'm free

Well my boyfriend's in the band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get down to beat poetry
And my jazz collection?s rad
I can play most anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby

I?m talking about my generation
Talking about that newer nation
And if you don't like it
You can beat it
Beat it, baby
You never liked the way I said it
If you don't get it, then forget it
So I don't have to fucking explain it

And my boyfriend?s in the band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I've got feathers in my hair
I get high on hydroponic weed
And my jazz collection?s rad
I get down to beat poetry
I'm a Brooklyn baby

I'm a Brooklyn baby

Yeah my boyfriend's really cool
But he's not as cool as me
Cause I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby
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