New York is very famous for a spot.
A spot that people love an awful lot.
It's a place that you should know.
Brooklyn, Brooklyn,
that's the place to go.
Life in Brooklyn can be terribly romantic.
So we welcome you
to Flatbush and Atlantic.
Where a certain Brooklyn gent
Sings his tender sentiment
In a way that sounds like this
It's spring, hey!
And the boys is choypin' loud
Up in the trees, hey!
Between the boys
And all dem nosy little bees, hey!
They're lousin' up my
Brooklyn love song.
Love, love, love, love song.
Grow up, Yeah, hey.
And get wise and dish me
up a kiss or two, hey.
Yeah, hey.
If a tree can grow in Brooklyn,
so can you, hey.
Yeah, hey.
You're lousin' up my
Brooklyn love song.
Love, love, love, love song.
Get a load of romance,
throw the scenery a glance
There's a moon,
there's a river, golly gee
While we're making our plans,
and I'm holding your hands
We can watch the barges
tow the garbage out to the sea
Looky there hey,
lovers sitting on the stoop
They're pitchin' woo, hey
Lucky girl, you got the stoop
right here with you, hey
And I'm singin' you my Brooklyn
love song
Weekend honeymoon in green pernt
See the Brooklyn paramount
Then Sheep's Head Bay, Ca narsie say
What more could you want?
Keep your Manhattan
I'm happy making love in Brooklyn
Brooklyn