Packed a bookbag Socks and sneakers, and dress shoes just in case Sky bound for my home town To the north shore on a Sunday Gave a kiss to my lady friend She's a sweet talk and a sweet taste Gave thanks for my family Thanks to my friends, I'm getting shitfaced
This Long Island, it's a desolate place A far cry from my first love, Michigan My sweet talk and my sweet taste A long way from the long lost dreams Left broken on a California freeway This Brooklyn Oh, Brooklyn...
You make Detroit feel so far away And I've only Known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) True like New York, but you lie like L.A. And I've only Known you a day (I haven't even know you a day)
Hopped a subway Straight from Bleecker to the Park Slope real estate Looked around for a sit-down brunch With all-you-can-eat poundcake Found a few, maybe six or seven Free coffee and free champagne I hadn't seen such a free time living Since my sixteenth birthday
This Long Island, it's a desolate place A far cry from my first love, Michigan My sweet talk and my sweet taste A long way from the long lost dreams Left broken on a California freeway This Brooklyn Oh, Brooklyn...
You make Detroit feel so far away And I've only Known you a day (I haven't even known you a day) True like New York, but you lie like L.A. And I've only Known you a day (I haven't even know you a day)