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Lana Del Rey- Brooklyn Baby (All Lyrics)

Track 4 from her 2014 album, "Ultraviolence".
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Lyrics
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da
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
seventies
I
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
amphetamines
I
say
I
say
Well,
Lyrics
my
boyfriend's
in
a
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
baby
Da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-ya-da
Pa-da-da-da-da-da-da
They
say
I'm
too
young
to
love
you
They
say
I'm
too
Lyrics
dumb
to
sing
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,
ooh
I'm
free
Well,
my
boyfriend's
in
Lyrics
a
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
baby
I'm
talking
'bout
my
generation
I'm
talking
'bout
my
newer
nation
And
if
you
don't
like
it,
Lyrics
you
can
beat
it
Beat
it,
baby
You
never
liked
the
way
I
said
it
If
you
don't
get
it,
then
forget
'Cause
I
don't
have
to
fucking
explain
it
And
my
boyfriend's
in
a
band
He
plays
guitar
while
I
sing
Lou
Reed
I've
got
feathers
in
my
hair
I
get
high
on
hydroponic
weed
And
Lyrics
my
jazz
collection's
rare
I
get
down
to
Beat
poetry
I'm
a
Brooklyn
baby
I'm
a
Brooklyn
baby
Pa-da-pa-pa
pa-de-da
Te-de-de,
da-da-ah
Ooh,
oh,
woah-ah
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
Pa-da-da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da,
baby
Ah-ta-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da,
baby
Pa-da-da-da-da-da
Pa-da-da-da-da,
yeah
Yeah,
yeah
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