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