They say I'm too young to love you I don't know what I need They think I don't understand The freedom land of the Seventies They think I'm too cool to know you You say I'm like the ice I freeze I'm churning out novels like Beat poetry on amphetamines I say I say Well my boyfriend's in a band He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed I've got feathers in my head I get down to beat poetry And my jazz collection's rad I can play almost anything I'm a Brooklyn baby, I'm a Brooklyn baby