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Musical: Brooklyn
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PARADICE Let me offer up this. Me and Brooklyn on one stage like heavy weights in the ring. So, what do you say My cherie? Time to put on the gloves. BROOKLYN Excuse me? PARADICE Did I stutter? Time to put on the gloves You and me singing like a couple of mothes, And America chooses one or the other But here's the catch, my little french fry, Winner take all. I'm talking the biggest stage on earth, madison square garden It'll be a war of style, War of words, War of song. I'm talking the war that'll rock the world. BROOKLYN Look, I just came here to find my father And I have no intention fo getting into a war with anyone. Back to main page: Brooklyn Lyrics
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