Little girl from Brooklyn
are you getting tired of taking on the world
as you lay their in your bedroom fall asleep to the handsome verse
you get so tired of the city and it's loneliness
all you want is a house and a couple of kids
lost in all the voices they were talking
and couldn't hear you sing
so you ran out to Seattle and Portland but it didn't change a thing
you did some things in private but you couldn't tell your friends
you didn't know where your head was
you found where your heart ends
It's hard
yooooooooou, you better get gone
back to the country back to where you came from
yooooooooou, you better get gone
back to the country back to where you came from
