Lana Del Rey - Making Out (Version 1) | Текст песни

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• Making Out (Version 1)

How ya, honey?
What ya doin'?
I been hula-hoopin' waiting for you, aah,
Oh, haters, fakers, mass-manipulators,
Don't know what you're trying to prove.
I'm the New York City queen, queen,
You should hear me sing, sing,
Baby, I'm the real thing; check, one, two.
Stop looking at my train wreck life and
Start listening to the way I sing the blues.
You know, I know what they say about me,
I know that they think I'm danger,
So what if it makes me happy, happy, happy?

It doesn't really matter what you say,
‘Cause I ain't gonna quit ‘til the day I die:
I'll be taking drugs, doing shots,
Making out in parking lots with any little boy I spot.
Baby, you can't stop me, stop me, no,
When I'm hot, I'm hot.

How ya, honey?
What ya doin'?
Saw you skipping up on TV looking blue, aah,
You're shaking, making music and you're famous,
Deep down you're the same girl I knew.
She said, “I know what they say about you,
I know that they think you're crazy,
I know that they are mistaken, baby, baby.”

It doesn't really matter what you say,
‘Cause I ain't gonna quit ‘til the day I die:
I'll be taking drugs, doing shots,
Making out in parking lots with any little boy I spot.
Baby, you can't stop me, stop me, no,
When I'm hot, I'm hot.

Singing for the gangsters,
Chasing all that paper,
Living life so dangerously,
And there's nothing for my anchor.
Money is my saviour,
I can be whatever I think,
It's like heaven, heaven.
Living on the edge, never knowing where I'm going to be,
And I'm dreading ever
Settling down that's when
Dying is beginning to gleam.

It doesn't really matter what you say,
‘Cause I ain't gonna quit ‘til the day I die:
I'll be taking drugs, doing shots,
Making out in parking lots with any little boy I spot.
Honey, you can't stop me, stop me, no,
When I'm hot, I'm hot.

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