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letra de out of the country - charlotte cornfield

in the sweat of that summer
sittin’ on the stairs
in front of the window
of the kensington cave that was my room

the kensington cave that was my room
the kensington cave that was my room

i almost got electrocuted
by that air conditioner
but i still drank chock full of nuts coffee
with that thing blasting on me
sometimes i’d bike to brighton beach
one time there i bumped in to jc
he was the one who held our lease
he’d had it for 10 years so it was cheap
but man that guy was such a creep

that was my south brooklyn summer
marching to the beat of my own drummer
that was my south brooklyn summer
i was out of the country
i was out of the country

i’d walk to the deli
to buy some orbit gum
they don’t sell that kind
back where i come from

heat burning holes into the asphalt
the construction guys made me laugh my ass off
i’d say, “hey come on, focus on the pavement”
and then i’d walk home wondering where the day went
and who was gonna cut my hair

that was my south brooklyn summer (south brooklyn)
marching to the beat of my own drummer (south brooklyn)
that was my south brooklyn summer (south)
i was out of the country
that was my south brooklyn summer (south brooklyn)
marching to the beat my own drummer (south brooklyn)
that was my south brooklyn summer (south)
i was out of the country
i was out of the country
i was out of the country
i was out of the country

- charlotte cornfield

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