Brooklyn Blues (feat. Tom Scott)

See I flew in from the West Coast
 Just the other day
 Yes, I flew in from the West Coast
 And we circled J.F.K.
 The movie ended and I pulled up the shade
 Looked out the window while the Muzak played
 But in my head I'm singin'
 Singin' the Brooklyn Blues, oh, yeah
 When you're growin' up in Brooklyn
 The Bridge is like a friend
 Said when you're growin' up in Brooklyn
 That Bridge is sure your friend
 Because that river looks a hundred miles wide
 When all your dreams are on the other side
 And that can start you singin'
 Singin' the Brooklyn Blues, oh, yeah
 Now I've got myself some money
 A mansion in Bel-aire
 Yes, I've spent a lot of money
 And I've been most everywhere
 But still there's somethin' missin' I've got to find
 A part of me I must have left behind
 That makes a guy start feelin'
 Feelin' those Brooklyn Blues, my my
 I've sung love songs to a princess
 More than once or twice
 I've sung rock 'n' roll in Paris
 Jazz in paradise
 But there's a song of mine I couldn't have sung
 A tune I started back when I was young
 Now I've come home to finish
 Finish my Brooklyn Blues, my Brooklyn Blues