Lana Del Rey - Kinda Outta Luck (Alternative Version) | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Lana Del Rey
• Kinda Outta Luck (Alternative Version)

LANA DEL REY
vk.com/LDRey

I was born bad,
But then I met you.
You made me nice for a while,
But my dark side's true.

You never cared what I did at all,
Motel singer at a silver ball,
I did what I had to do...

Femme fatale, always on the run,
Diamonds on my wrist, whiskey on my tongue.
Before I give back, I gotta get drunk,
So get over here, pour me a cold one.

Babe you can see that I'm danger,
Teetering off of the stage, yeah,
Sparkling in sequins, say hey-yeah,
Time to give in to the kindness of strangers.

[2x:]
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun,
When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?
My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck,
I really want him back,
But I'm flat outta luck.

Wrong, I know, killing someone,
It gets a little easier when you've done it once.
You know that I'm fun, you know that I'm young,
So tell me your mind, let's get it on.

Babe you can see that I'm danger,
Glamorous but I'm deranged, yeah,
Teetering off of the stage, yeah,
I said it really nicely so can you be my savior?

[2x:]
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun,
When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?
My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck,
I really want him back,
But I'm flat outta luck.

I was a dangerous girl,
You were too nice for this world,
And now I'm back on the prowl,
Who wants to give it a whirl?

[2x:]
Is it wro-wrong that I think it's kinda fun,
When I hit you in the back of the head with a gun?
My daddy's in the trunk of his brand new truck,
I really want him back,
But I'm flat outta luck


Lana Del Rey еще тексты