Lana Del Rey

My old man is a bad man, but
I can’t deny the way he holds
my hand
And he grabs me, he has me by
my heart

He doesn’t mind I have a Las
Vegas past
He doesn’t mind I have an LA
crass way about me
He loves me with every beat
of his cocaine heart

Swimming pool glimmering
darling
White bikini off with my red
nail polish
Watch me in the swimming pool
Bright blue ripples, you
sittin’, sippin’ on your
black cristal, yeah

Light of my life, fire of my
loins
Be a good baby, do what I want
Light of my life, fire of my
loins
Give me them gold coins, give
me them coins

cases of Bacardi chasers
Chasin’ me all over
town ‘cause...