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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 freedom land of the seventiesI 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 AmphetaminesI say
I say...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 rare
I can play most anything
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn babythey say I'm too young to love you
they say I'm too dumb to sing
they judge me like a picture book
by the colours like they forgot to readI 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 seebut I'm free
I'm free...I'm talking 'bout my generation
talking 'bout 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
'cause I don't have to fucking explain itand 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 rare
I get down to beat poetry
I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn babyyeah, my boyfriend's pretty cool
but he's not as cool as me
'cause I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby.
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Lana Del Rey | Ultraviolence (Deluxe) | lyrics
Poetrythe official lyrics for the deluxe version of Lana Del Rey's second studio record "Ultraviolence". - 2014 + an official analysis of the lyrics and my own interpretation • EXPLICIT (drug references, profanity) [I do not own any of this material. all...