1949 (Final Version) lyrics

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1949 (Final Version)

Carry me up them stairs
With my white socks on
And my pretty song
Like my blue nail polish
What is all this?
You said of the mess upstairs
Don't be scared
 
Daddy dearest
You know how I like to take trips
Pops first stops at the K-Mart
Buy me my peach lipgloss
Cigarettes and lollipops
For our 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
 
Carry me up the stairs
With my white socks on
And my blonde hair long
You like my pin-up bodice
And the solace
That comes with the midnight air
And my icy stare
 
It's the clearest
When it's me and him alone
He's stops, he talks about all the ways he used to
Dinerettes and soda pops
For our 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
 
Daddy likes Blackpool,
Pleasure beach and road stops,
Me, I like the Swiss Alps souvenir gift shops
Late night, midnight, radio show talks
Him and me, a big jailbreak
 
Ponytail and lollipops
Dinerettes and sodapops
New blue bathing suit
Ruched tops and Cadillacs
Blue lake, Carter Docks
Hopscotch, I talk
Alabama hard knocks
Motel brass locks
 
Submitted by Guest on Mon, 14/11/2016 - 21:36
Submitter's comments:

As a note to the video, as a teenager Lana was performing under "Lizzy Grant" (basically using her real name).

 

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