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Letra con la Pronunciación Fonética y Video Oficial de la canción: Brooklyn Baby de Lana del Rey
They say I’m too young to love you… Dey sey aym tuu yion’ tu lov yiu
I don’t know what I need… Ay dont now wuara’ niid
They think I don’t understand… Dey tdink ay dont andersten’
The freedom land of the seventies… De friidom land of de seventiis
I think I’m too cool to know ya… Ay tdink aym kuul tu nou yia
You say I’m like the ice I freeze… Yiu sey aym laik di aiz ay friiz
I’m churning out novels like… Aym chernin’ aut novels laik
Beat poetry on Amphetamines… Biit poetshry on Amferaamins
I say… Ay sey
I say
Well, my boyfriend’s in the band…Wuel, may boyfrends in de beand
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed… Ji pleys guitar wuail a’ sin’ Luu Riid
I’ve got feathers in my hair… Ay gat feeders in may jeer
I get down to Beat poetry… Ay guet daun tu Biit poetshry
And my jazz collection’s rare… And may yazz colekshions reer
I can play most anything… Ay can pley mos’ enytdin’
I’m a Brooklyn baby… Aym a Bruuklen beiby
I’m a Brooklyn baby
They say I’m too young to love you
They say I’m too dumb to see… Dey sey aym tuu dam’ tu sii
They judge me like a picture book… Dey yadch mi laik a picsher buuk
By the colors, like they forgot to read… Bay de colors, laik dey forgot tu riid
I think we’re like fire and water… Ay tdink weer laik faier an’ wuarer
I think we’re like the wind and sea… Ay tdink weer laik de wuind an’ sii
You’re burning up, I’m cooling down… Yior berninap, aym cuulin’ daun
You’re up, I’m down… Yior ap, aym daun
You’re blind, I see… Yior blaind, ay sii
But I’m free… Bat aym frii
I’m free… Aym frii
Well, my boyfriend’s in the band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I’ve got feathers in my hair
I get down to Beat poetry
And my jazz collection’s rare
I can play most anything
I’m a Brooklyn baby
I’m a Brooklyn baby
I’m talking about my generation… Aym tokin’ abaut may yenereishion
Talking about my newer nation… Tokin’ abaut ma’ niuwuer neishion
And if you don’t like it… And if yiu dont laiket
You can beat it… Yiu can biiret
Beat it, baby… Biiret, beibe
You never liked the way I said it… Yiu never laik’ de wuey ay sere‘
If you don’t get it, then forget it… If yiu dont guere’, den forguere‘
So I don’t have to fu$king explain it… So ay dont jav tu fakin’ expleinet
And my boyfriend’s in the band… And may boyfrends in de band
He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed
I’ve got feathers in my hair
I get high on hydroponic weed… Ay guet jai’ on jaydroponic wuiid
And my jazz collection’s rare
I get down to beat poetry… Ay guet daun tu biit poetry
I’m a Brooklyn baby
I’m a Brooklyn baby
Yeah my boyfriend’s pretty cool… Yiea may boyfrends priry kuul
But he’s not as cool as me… Bat jiis not as kuul as mi
Cause I’m a Brooklyn baby… Coz ayma Bruuklyn beiby
I’m a Brooklyn baby
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