Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Arcadia, artist - Lana Del Rey.
Date of issue: 21.10.2021
Song language: English
Arcadia |
My body is a map of L.A |
I stand straight like an angel, with a halo |
Hangin' out the Hilton Hotel window |
Screamin', "Heyo, baby, let's go" |
My chest, the Sierra Madre |
My hips, every high and byway |
That you trace with your fingertips like a Toyota |
Run your hands over me like a Land Rover |
In Arcadia, Arcadia |
All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries |
That pump the blood that flows straight to the heart of me |
America, America |
I can't sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel |
Or a cross on the hill, I'm a lost little girl |
Findin' my way to ya |
Arcadia |
My body is a map of L.A |
And my heart is like paper, I hate ya |
I'm not from the land of the palms, so I know I can’t stay here |
I'm not native, but |
My curves, San Gabriel all day |
And my lips like the fire licks the bay |
If you think that you know yourself, you can come over |
Lay your hands on me like you're a Land Rover |
In Arcadia, Arcadia |
All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries |
That get the blood flowing straight to the heart of me |
America, I need a miracle |
I can't sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel |
Or a cross on the hill, I'm a lost little girl |
Findin' my way to ya |
Arcadia |
They built me up three hundred feet tall just to tear me down |
So I'm leavin' with nothing but laughter, and this town |
Arcadia |
Findin' my way to ya |
I'm leavin' them as I was, five foot eight |
Western bound, plus the hate that they gave |
By the way, thanks for that, on the way, I'll pray for ya |
But you’ll need a miracle |
America |