Brownstone
A psychic told me that I would fall in love
With a guy who looks like you
She told me I would be twenty three
And he'd be six foot two
I bought a ticket to the city
Like throwing pennies at the lottery
I don't read the fortunes in the cookies
But there you are, right there, staring at me
I don't believe in the American dream
I don't believe in most anything
But maybe this time
You're the kind of guy girls fantasize about while
They're waiting for the train, how they'll
Settle down in a brownstone in Brooklyn
Buy a beagle, maybe have some children
I want to ride all through this town
On the handlebars of your bike
No we don't have to get married
But let's combine our record collections tonight
I don't believe in the American dream
I don't believe in most anything
But maybe this time
I thought that love was a lie that they sold us
A disappointing illusion you just can't trust
And I find it so surprising that I actually like you quite a lot
I don't believe in the American dream
I don't believe in most anything
But maybe this time
With a guy who looks like you
She told me I would be twenty three
And he'd be six foot two
I bought a ticket to the city
Like throwing pennies at the lottery
I don't read the fortunes in the cookies
But there you are, right there, staring at me
I don't believe in the American dream
I don't believe in most anything
But maybe this time
You're the kind of guy girls fantasize about while
They're waiting for the train, how they'll
Settle down in a brownstone in Brooklyn
Buy a beagle, maybe have some children
I want to ride all through this town
On the handlebars of your bike
No we don't have to get married
But let's combine our record collections tonight
I don't believe in the American dream
I don't believe in most anything
But maybe this time
I thought that love was a lie that they sold us
A disappointing illusion you just can't trust
And I find it so surprising that I actually like you quite a lot
I don't believe in the American dream
I don't believe in most anything
But maybe this time
Credits
Writer(s): Kristin Erin Mcfadden, Louise Macphail
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