Brooklyn Lyrics

Siamese cat walking on the fence behind the wall

Sirens in the distance rushing over to the call

Make no noise with all my toys I throw the rubber ball

Got no choice I'm just a boy who wants to do it all

Painted purple bench I've seen in every shade of red

Talking to myself as I delay my time for bed

Sun is blinding windows shining feeling very calm

Over time I realize a want to do it all

Give me that tool box baby

You better be cool foxy lady

Give that tool box and maybe I'll let you

Screw me in

Give me that tool box baby

You better be cool foxy lady

You better be cool now and I might let you

Screw me in

Four years later wish I made the bed before you left

Took the train and saw you wave I knew you were the best

Hey, miss teacher, nothing beats the way you make me live

Was a child but now we're wild and living in Brooklyn

Give me that tool box baby

You better be cool foxy lady

Give that tool box and maybe I'll let you

Screw me in

Give me that tool box baby

You need to be cool foxy lady

Give that tool box and maybe I'll let you

Screw me in