Brooklyn - Theo Katzman

Packed a book bag

Socks and sneakers, and dress shoes just in case

Sky bound for my home town

To the north shore on a Sunday

Gave a kiss to my lady friend

She’s a sweet talk and a sweet taste

Gave thanks for my family

Thanks to my friends, I’m getting shit-faced

Oh well

This Long Island, it’s a desolate place

A far cry from my first love, Michigan

My sweet talk and my sweet taste

A long way from the long lost dreams

Left broken on a California freeway

This Brooklyn

Oh, Brooklyn…

You make Detroit feel so far away

And I’ve only

Known you a day

I haven’t even known you a day

True like New York, but you lie like L. A

And I’ve only

Known you a day

I haven’t even known you a day

Hopped a south-bound train

From Bleecker to the Park Slope real estate

Looked around for a sit-down brunch

With all-you-can-eat poundcake

Found a few, maybe six or seven

Free coffee and free champagne

I hadn’t seen such a free time living

Since my sixteenth birthday

Oh well

This Long Island, it’s a desolate place

A far cry from my first love, Michigan

My sweet talk and my sweet taste

A long way from the long lost dreams

Left broken on a California freeway

This Brooklyn

Oh, Brooklyn…

You make Detroit feel so far away

And I’ve only

Known you a day

I haven’t even known you a day

True like New York, but you lie like L. A

And I’ve only

Known you a day

I haven’t even known you a day

You make Detroit feel so far away

And I’ve only

Known you a day

I haven’t even known you a day

True like New York, but you lie like L. A

And I’ve only

Known you a day

I haven’t even known you a day

Known you a day

I’ve only known you a day

Known you a day

Oh, I’ve only known you a day

Known you a day

Known you a day yeah