In Brooklyn

 
              Verse:1 
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'Oh I come from Pittsburgh to study astrology,' 
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She said as she stood on my instep, 
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'I could show you New York with a walk between 
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Fourth Street and Nine.' 
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Then out of her coat taking seven harmonicas 
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She sat down to play on a doorstep saying 
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'Come back to my place I will show you the stars 
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and the signs'. 
 
Pre-Chorus:1   
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So I followed her into the black lands 
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Where the window frames peel and flake 
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And the old Jewish face behind the lace 
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Even now trying to get to see what's cooking 
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Just John the Baptist in the park getting laid 
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thinking there's no-one look  i   ng. 
 
 
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And its eighty degrees and I'm down on my knees 
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in Brooklyn. 
 
verse 2: 
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Her house was a dusty collection of rusty 
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Confusion with landings and tunnels 
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And leaning bookcases and spaces and faces and 
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things 
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Where twenty-five Puerto Ricans, Manhattan 
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Mohicans 
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And Jewish-Italian Pawnbrokers 
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Lead their theatrical lives in their rooms in the 
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wings 
 
Pre-Chorus:2 
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While outside in the black lands 
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The violent day runs wild 
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And the black and white minstrelsrun through the crazy alleys 
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While the cops go booking 
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And ruthless toothless agents sneak around and 
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there's no-one look  i    ng 
 
 
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And it's eighty degrees and I'm down on my 
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knees in Brooklyn. 
 
Bridge: 
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And oh, I'm back in the city again. 
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You can tell by the smell of the hamburger stand 
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in the rain.... 
 
Verse: 3 
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She spoke of astrology while muttering apologies 
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For coffee that tasted of hot dogs 
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I said 'That's OK, mine was cold anyway, and 
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just grand' 
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Then she lay on the bed while the radio fed us with 
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Records and adverts for cat food 
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And I looked at her, holding my thoughts in the 
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palm of my hand 
 
Pre-Chorus:3 
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And outside in the black lands 
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The evening came and went 
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And the bums in the street begging money for one 
last drink 
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Are hanging round the liquor stores trying to get 
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a foot in 
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And the girl from Pittsburgh and I made love on a 
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mattress with the new moon look  i    ng. 
 
 
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And in the cool evening breeze I was down on my 
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knees in Brooklyn.....