Standing in your hallway  Kiss your angel hair  Hear your old grandmother  Recite her immigrant prayer  If she knew what you had to do  She'd probably kill you first  But hold on, darlin, this time tomorrow  You'll be over the worst    Brooklyn girls just break your heart  Then they watch you fall apart  With their - incredible eyes  Moistened by the goodbyes  'Til I forget all I ever learned  About those - crazy Brooklyn girls    Now I'm on the sidewalk  Night lights up your room  Go down to the Narrows  Watch the raging moon  Beam down on Staten Island  With its unforgiving sheen  And I'd give everything not to  Hemorrhage all of your dreams    The Verazanno hangs like a string of pearls in the night  I'd steal them for you  Wear them tomorrow  Make everything be alright