Lyrical Breakdown of Somewhere in Brooklyn - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Somewhere in Brooklyn" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Bruno Mars weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Somewhere in Brooklyn" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
  • Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Bruno Mars employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
  • Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Bruno Mars's narrative.

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She was covered in leather and gold

Twenty-one years old

I lost her in the crowd

It's unfair, she's out there

Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

She's, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

Little Miss Perfect sitting at the train stop

Red Nike high-tops, listening to hip-hop

While we were waiting, started conversating

Before I got her name, along came a train (ohhhhh)

Ohhhhhhh!

Next stop Brooklyn

Ohhhhhhh!

Ohhhhhhh!

Now I'm lookin'

She was covered in leather and gold

Twenty one years old

I lost her in the crowd

It's unfair, she's out there

Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

She's, somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

On the street, kickin' rocks

Circlin' the same block

Green point or, flat brush

Checking every corner shop

Tappin' people's shoulder, askin' if they know her

Everyday's the same, it's back to the train

Ohhhhhhh!

Ohhhhhhh!

Next stop Brooklyn

Ohhhhhhh!

Ohhhhhhh!

I'm still lookin'

She was covered in leather and gold

Twenty-one years old

I lost her in the crowd

It's unfair, she's out there

Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

She's somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, I wonder will we ever meet again

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, I wonder will we ever meet again

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Yeah, I wonder, if we'll ever meet again

Oh, oh, oh, oh

I hope we do

Somewhere in Brooklyn