Brooklyn boy, born and raised, chopping lines Hey, hey, it's my birthday It's a toy I torched, a tar pit flame, a lockjaw night Hey, hey, it's my birthday
Brooklyn boy, born and raised, chopping lines hey hey, it's my birthday it's a toy I torched, a tarpit flame, a lockjaw night hey hey, it's my birthday
Fordítás: Kevin Devine. Brooklyn Boy.
