D
First few horns and the squeak of brakes
Knock on the door and the city wakes

    Bm  G
But you, you're still sleeping
    Bm  G
And you, you're in love

D
Painting a pretty picture
How I wish, more of this were drew

    Bm  G
But you, you're in London
    Bm  G
And you, you're still in love

D
Fuck this, imma go out walking
Rent a bike and make a few laps in Central Park in the dark

Bm            G
Love is just a memory
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Love along the shadow in my heart, in my heart

D
This is where you'll stay, while I'm at the Hudson
I'd like to see my name above the door

       Bm  G                 D
It says we, we're still in Brooklyn
   Bm                     G                  D
And we, we're never in but you're always welcome
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If you run out of dough you know