When the sun crashes into your world

Look around and you try and find your girl

And you're daring, too sick of what you see

Out of town is the only place to be



When your life starts to run out of juice

Feel like dyin' and you just want to get loose

Prayin' moves don't make much sense to you

Seeing red before your feeling is blue



Last exit Brooklyn....last exit Brooklyn



Going back, getting out of this town

Stretch it lean and mean, it turns you around

Take your dreams and stretch them out on the street

Take your turn to get back on your feet

                             

Feel the wheels singin' over the ridge

Feel the song like "Oakland" take you

All the time you knew you had the itch

All the girls were glad to see you



Last exit Brooklyn....last exit Brooklyn



Girl in ol' “V” won't pray

Don't give you a hard time

All the girls from Brooklyn say

Last exit Brooklyn....last exit Brooklyn



Do you remember the day you left the block

Your mama said you would live to regret it

Coming home, coming stoned, come in hope, coming ready

Are you holding steady



Last exit Brooklyn....last exit Brooklyn....last exit Brooklyn







(McCafferty, Agnew, Charlton, Sweet)

1984 Fool Circle Music