L To Brooklyn

Where are you going?

I look up and I wonder if you noticed me pretending to read my book.

Uh, me?
I'm going to Brooklyn.

Well, I suppose I'm going to Queens,
But I get off in Brooklyn,
And my apartment is a few streets away,
In Queens.

I'm going to Queens.

You just watch me,
And so do the other straphangers,
Mostly cause they're bored,
And we've been stuck under the river for seven or