Lyrics:
Who sent you flowersThe scent hangs heavy in the airWho sent you flowersThe scent hangs heavy in the airOne two three four five six seven eight flights to your doorRoom in BrooklynYou got the floor to celling window paneTall as your story, tall as they comeOne two three four five six seven eight flights to your doorRoom in BrooklynAnd it's a long way down you knowAnd it's the only place left to goRoom in BrooklynRoom in BrooklynRoom in BrooklynRoom in BrooklynOne flight two flight three flight four, five six seven eight at your doorOne flight two flight three flight four, five six seven eight at your doorRoom in BrooklynRoom in BrooklynRoom in BrooklynRoom in Brooklyn