Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Off To The Races , by - Lana Del Rey. Song from the album Born To Die – Paradise Edition, in the genre ПопRelease date: 31.12.2011
Record label: Lana Del Rey
Song language: English
Off To The Races |
| My old man is a bad man |
| But I can't deny the way he holds my hand |
| And he grabs me, he has me by my heart |
| He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past |
| He doesn't mind I have a LA crass |
| Way about me |
| He loves me |
| With every beat of his cocaine heart |
| Swimming pool glimmering darling |
| White bikini off with my red nail polish |
| Watch me in the swimming pool |
| Bright blue ripples, |
| You sittin' sippin' on your Black Cristal |
| Light of my life, fire of my loins |
| Be a good baby, do what I want |
| Light of my life, fire of my loins |
| Give me them gold coins, give me them coins |
| And I'm off to the races, |
| Cases of Bacardi chasers |
| Chasin' me all over town |
| 'Cause he knows I'm wasted, |
| Facin' time again at Rikers Island |
| And I won't get out |
| Because I'm crazy, baby, |
| I need you to come here and save me |
| I'm your little scarlet, starlet, |
| Singin' in the garden |
| Kiss me on my open mouth |
| Ready for you |
| My old man is a tough man |
| But he's got a soul as sweet as blood red jam |
| And he shows me, |
| He knows me |
| Every inch of my tar-black soul |
| He doesn't mind I have a flat broke-down life |
| In fact he says he thinks it's what he might like |
| About me, |
| Admires me, |
| The way I roll like a rolling stone |
| Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, Chateau Marmont |
| Slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my make-up |
| Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac |
| Fumes, says it feels like heaven to him |
| Light of his life, fire of his loins |
| Keep me forever, tell me you own me |
| Light of your life, fire of your loins |
| Tell me you own me, give me them coins |
| And I'm off to the races, |
| Cases of Bacardi chasers |
| Chasin' me all over town |
| 'Cause he knows I'm wasted, |
| Facin' time again at Rikers Island |
| And I won't get out |
| Because I'm crazy, baby, |
| I need you to come here and save me |
| I'm your little scarlet, starlet, |
| Singin' in the garden |
| Kiss me on my open mouth |
| Yo I'm off to the races, laces |
| Leather on my waist is |
| Tight and I am fallin' down |
| I can see your face is shameless, |
| Cipriani's basement |
| Love you but I'm going down |
| God I'm so crazy, baby, |
| I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving |
| I'm your little harlot, starlet, |
| Queen of Coney Island |
| Raising hell all over town |
| Sorry 'bout it |
| My old man is a thief and I'm gonna stay and pray with him 'til the end |
| But I trust in the decision of the Lord to watch over us |
| Take him when he may, if he may |
| I'm not afraid to say |
| That I'd die without him |
| Who else is gonna put up with me this way? |
| I need you, I breathe you, I never leave you |
| They would rue the day I was alone without you |
| You're lyin' with your gold chain on, |
| Cigar hangin' from your lips |
| I said "Hon', |
| You never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man." |
| And we're off to the races, places |
| Ready, set, the gate is |
| Down and now we're goin' in |
| To Las Vegas chaos, Casino Oasis, |
| Honey, it is time to spin |
| Boy you're so crazy, baby, |
| I love you forever not maybe |
| You are my one true love, |
| You are my one true love |
| You are my one true love |