Brooklyn Girls

[Verse 1] There's a palace of bricks in 1-1-2-0-6 Where all the fly Brooklyn chicks reside Combat boots in the summer Subway train rolling under See her on the lower east side [Pre-Chorus 1] In her walk there's a fire (fire) And she's got her own sty

She spins the wheel of fortune on the boardwalk Where lovers draw their secrets in the sand Those Coney Island boys in satin jackets Choose up among themselves To see who get a chance at those Brooklyn girls - they like to talk tough Brooklyn girls -