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Tekster: Jeannie Ortega. No Place Like Brooklyn. Green I'z.

Jeannie, Jeannie, Jeannie can't you see?
Your green I'z just hypnotize me
And I just love your flashy ways
Don't you know my love is here to stay
Is here to stay, is here to stay, is here to stay

Listen, so innocent, so tempted, what to do?
Look into my I'z, they'll take over you
They'll draw your body close
They'll take control of you

Look into the windows of my soul
What makes your man wanna let go?
Makes your body hot head to toe
These green I'z

Keep the contact, don't lose it
Makes you wanna come pursue this
Don't you wanna come and be with
These green I'z, these green I'z?

These green I'z

I'll make you do like this
That you said, you'll never do
What's wrong baby, boy?
Am I teasing you?

On your mind, all the time

Look into the windows of my soul
What makes your man wanna let go?
Makes your body hot head to toe
These green I'z

Keep the contact, don't lose it
Makes you wanna come pursue this
Don't you wanna come and be with
These green I'z?

These green I'z

Drop your things and hand 'em away
Don't you want to come and play?
Find a place to get away
There's no words for what the I'z can say

Look into the windows of my soul
What makes your man wanna let go?
Makes your body hot head to toe
These green I'z

Keep the contact, don't lose it
Makes you wanna come pursue this
Don't you wanna come and be with
These green I'z?

These green I'z
These green I'z