Fly by Midnight - Brooklyn

My polaroid queen
For the last few nights you dominated my dreams
Turn your red jeans
You couldn’t keep them on
Though we were 18
We’re now somewhere in the field
Staring at the stars
Then she looks over at me
Says let’s steal a car, and go
Jump Brooklyn!
Now I’m on the road
Lights flashing, she been blasting
The radio, the radio
Taking it slow
Fuck that, she’s all about the vertigo
My polaroid queen, cuts really nachos from the vending machine
Now she’s making a scene
Candle will creep
In a birthday suit, she’s dressing up for me
The American dream
We’re now somewhere in the field
Staring at the stars
Then she looks over at me
Says let’s take the car and go
Jump Brooklyn!
If you don’t know
Heads down this chick
Is the baddest bitch I know
Look at her go, where the Brooklyn is
All of the flow, she’s the baddest bitch I know
My polaroid queen
For the last few nights you dominated my dreams
Turn your red jeans
You couldn’t keep them on
Though we were 18
And now I’m somewhere in the street
Drunk outside the bar, oh oh oh,
And she’s sober as can be
Stole my fucking car
Damn!