In Brooklyn

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'Oh I come from Pittsburgh to 
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study astrology,'
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She said as she stood on my 
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instep,
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'I could show you New York with a 
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walk between
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Fourth Street and Nine.'
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Then out of her coat taking seven 
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harmonicas
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She sat down to play on a doorstep
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 saying
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'Come back to my place I will 
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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 
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lands
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Where the window frames peel and 
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flake
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And the old Jewish face behind the 
lace
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Even now trying to get to see 
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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   
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ng.

Chorus:1
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And its eighty degrees and I'm 
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down on my knees
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in Brooklyn.

Verse 2:
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Her house was a dusty collection 
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of rusty
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Confusion with landings and 
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tunnels
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And leaning bookcases and spaces 
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and faces and
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things
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Where twenty-five Puerto Ricans, 
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Manhattan
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Mohicans
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And Jewish-Italian Pawnbrokers
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Lead their theatrical lives in 
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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

Chorus 1:
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And it's eighty degrees and I'm 
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down on my
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knees in Brooklyn.

Bridge:
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And oh, I'm back in the city 
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again.
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You can tell by the smell of the 
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hamburger stand
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in the rain....

Verse: 3
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She spoke of astrology while 
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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 
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anyway, and
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just grand'
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Then she lay on the bed while the
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 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 
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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  
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i    ng.

Chorus:2
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And in the cool evening breeze I 
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was down on my
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knees in Brooklyn.....