Down in Brooklyn where I'm from The streets ain't paved with diamonds son Just busted dreams and broken hearts That's how the Bensonhurst blues starts I had a gal, she was my pearl Best little mama in the whole wide world Then she up and walked right out that door Left me blueses than I've felt before Oh the Bensonhurst blues, they cut you deep Make a grown man lie awake and weep When your baby takes your heart and runs There ain't no sadder blues under the Brooklyn sun Tried to drown my troubles in a glass But the pain just wouldn't pass No matter how much I'd imbibe That Mean Old Bensonhurst Blues just wouldn't jive So I'll roam these streets forever more Heart heaviest load I ever bore Haunted by memories of what we had The Bensonhurst Blues driving me mad
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