Текст песни Lana Del Rey — 1949

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Carry me up them stairs, put my white socks on
And my pretty song, you like my blue nail polish
«What is all this?», you said:
«The mess upstairs, don't be scared».

Daddy dearest,
You know how I like to take trips
Pops for stop at the K-mart, buy me my peach lip-gloss,
Cigarettes and lollipops, Mad magazines, the white socks
All in your car for our trip across the USA

We're gonna party like it's 1949,
We're in the Pontiac from July to July,
It's a flower motel nation,
Day and night on our last vacation
We're gonna see it all before we say goodbye

Daddy likes blackpool, pleasure beach and roadstops,
Baby there's a swizz up souvenir giftshops,
Late night, midnight, radio show talks,
Daddy, baby, big jail break

Ponytail and lollipops,
Dynerettes and sodapops
New blue bathing suite
Ruched tops and catalogs
Blue lake car to dunks
Hop scotch, shit talk
Alabama hard knocks
Motel bracelets

We're gonna party like it's 1949
We're in the Pontiac, yeah, from July to July
It's a flower motel nation,
Day and night on our last vacation,
We're gonna see it all before you says goodbye.

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