Ooh
Way-oh-oh-oh
Wah, wah
Ooh
Way-oh-oh-oh
Wah, wah
Here’s a little serenade
About a Brooklyn babe
How can I describe the chick?
Let’s do some arithmetic
She’s a 34-23-34
A killer on the dance floor
Skin-tight jeans, and at fourteen
She was seeing a Marine
Don’t underestimate her
She’s as hot as a pepper
She don’t do the wash
Don’t do the cookin’
She don’t have to
‘Cause she’s good lookin’
She don’t like
To go steady
‘Cause she knows
She ain’t ready
To get married and settle down
‘Cause it’s so much fun to run around
She’s bad, she’s bad, she’s not afraid
I go crazy over Brooklyn Babe
She’s bad, she’s ba-a-ad
The Brooklyn Babe
Well, let me tell you more
About our her#ine
She’s the baddest chick
In all of Brooklyn
She’s the queen of the hop
Little Anthony’s babe
Fan of doo wop
Deadly with the switchblade
Boppin’ down Park Slope
Cruisin’ Bay Ridge
Hangin’ out under the El
And the Brooklyn Bridge
If you wanna be her boyfriend
You better be Italian
Your knuckles better crack
Your hair greased back
I’ve been all
Over the world
There’s nothing like
A Brooklyn girl
They come in all shapes
And all sizes
And they are
The most priceless
Chicks on the planet Earth
And for
What it’s worth
I wouldn’t trade
A Brooklyn babe
For all the money
Rockefeller made
She’s bad, she’s bad, she’s not afraid
I go crazy over Brooklyn Babe
She’s bad, she’s ba-a-ad
The Brooklyn Babe
Baby, baby, you’re an angel
You’re such a sexy angel
I want to make
You my gi-i-irl (Yeah)
Ooh
Way-oh-oh-oh
Wah, wah
Ooh
Way-oh-oh-oh
Wah, wah
She’s bad, she’s bad, she’s not afraid
I go crazy over Brooklyn Babe
She’s bad, she’s ba-a-ad
The Brooklyn Babe
Ooh
Way-oh-oh-oh
Wah, wah (The Brooklyn Babe)
Ooh
Way-oh-oh-oh
Wah, wah (The Brooklyn Babe)
Ooh
Way-oh-oh-oh
Wah, wah (The Brooklyn Babe)
Ooh
Way-oh-oh-oh
Wah, wah (The Brooklyn Babe)
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Dee Dee King Lyrics – Brooklyn Babe