They say I'm too young to love you
You say I'm too dumb to see
They judge me like a picture book
By the colors, like they forgot to read
I 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 see
But I'm free, I'm free
I'm talking about my generation
Talking about that newer nation
And if you don't like it
You can beat it
Beat it, baby
Yeah my boyfriend's pretty cool
But he's not as cool as me
Cause I'm a Brooklyn baby
I'm a Brooklyn baby forget it
So I don't have to fucking explain it
And 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 baby
Yeah my boyfriend's
Lana Del Rey
- JoinedAugust 9, 2015
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