Lyrics 1949 - Lana Del Rey

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 miss upstairs
Don't be scared"
Daddy dearest
You know how I like to take trips
Pops for stops at the K-mart
Buy me my peach lipgloss
Cigarettes and lolipops
For I trip across the USA
We're gonna party like it's 1949
We're in the Pontiac from July to July
Gonna see it all before we he says goodbye.
Gonna party like it's 1949
Carry me up the stairs
With my white socks on
And my blonde hair long
You like my pinup buttons
And the solist
That comes with the midnight air
And my icy stare
It's the clearest
When it's me and him alone
He stops, he talks
Better the ways he used to metal
Dinerettes and soda pops
For I trip across the USA
We're gonna party like it's 1949
We're in the Pontiac from July to July
Gonna see it all before he says goodbye
Gonna party like it's 1949
Daylights, black, blue
Pleasure beaty roadstops
Me, I like the suicide souvenire giftshops
Late night, midnight
Radio show talks
Him and me a big gergage
Ponytail, night pops
Dinerettes and sodapops
New blue bathing suite
Ruched tops and cadillacs
Blue lake, car to docks
Hop skotch
I talk
Alabama hard knocks
Motel dresslocks