Buying some vintage records in Williamsburg stores Playing paper boats on East Rivers shores Eating vomit and lobsters in Coney Island Taking a dip for the Rios in Astroland Spending our days watching skylines from rooftops On Independence Day, Manhattan fireworks Life is easier where the walls are red Brooklyn is a place that's stuck in my head Here in Paris the rain is falling My heart belongs to Brooklyn I'm sick of forced effort, I want to be where life is As simple as two bucks, pizza slices I swear I'll tell you next time I knock at your door That I am not leaving Brooklyn anymore Would it be that nice if you were not part of it? Would Brooklyn be worth crossing the Atlantic? Life is easier where we can join our hands Your face is a face that's stuck in my head Here in Paris the rain is falling My heart belongs to Brooklyn Life is easier where we can join our hands Your face is a face that's stuck in my head Here in Paris the rain is falling My heart belongs to Brooklyn