Brooklyn
Cigarette smoke
She's always high on a oregano
Subway go (Let's go!)
To Norway, she don't care
As long as we go

Polaroid queen
For the last few nights you've dominated my dreams
Dirty ripped jeans
You couldn't keep them on when we were 18

And now we're somewhere in a field
Staring at the stars
Then she looks over at me
Says let's steal a car, and go
To Brooklyn!

Brooklyn!

Now we're on the road
Lights flashing, she been blasting the radio
The radio
Taking it slow
**** that, she's all about the vertigo

My polaroid queen
Caught stealing nachos from the vending machine
Now she's making a scene
Can of whipped cream
In her birthday suit she's dressing up for me
The American dream

And now we're somewhere in a field
Staring at the stars
Then she looks over at me
Says let's take the bar and go
To Brooklyn!

Brooklyn!

If you don't know
Say what I don't know
Heads down this chick is the baddest ***** I know

Look at her go
With her Brooklyn ass
Follow her flow, she's the baddest ***** I know

She's the baddest ***** I know

My polaroid queen
For the last few nights you dominated my dreams
Dirty ripped jeans
You couldn't keep them on though we were 18

And now I'm somewhere in a street
Drunk outside the bar, oh oh oh
And she's sober as can be
Stole my ****ing car
Damn!