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Radio Station - Lana Del Rey


  • Summertime Sadness
  • Video Games
  • Young and Beautiful
  • Born to Die
  • West Coast
  • Diet Mountain Dew
  • Brooklyn Baby
  • National Anthem
  • Radio
  • Cinnamon Girl
  • Doin' Time
  • Dark Paradise
  • Say Yes to Heaven
  • Ultraviolence
  • Blue Jeans
  • Pretty When You Cry
  • Off to the Races
  • Ride
  • Let the Light In (feat. Father John Misty)
  • Sad Girl
  • Norman fucking Rockwell
  • Art Deco
  • The Other Woman
  • Carmen
  • Chemtrails Over the Country Club
  • Million Dollar Man
  • Happiness is a butterfly
  • How to disappear
  • Margaret (feat. Bleachers)
  • Salvatore
  • This Is What Makes Us Girls
  • Cherry
  • Mariners Apartment Complex
  • Shades of Cool
  • White Mustang
  • Fuck it I love you
  • High by the Beach
  • Cola
  • Lolita
  • Dealer
  • Without You
  • Lust for Life (with The Weeknd)
  • Love
  • Black Beauty
  • A&W
  • Old Money
  • Venice Bitch
  • Love song
  • Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Blvd
  • Money Power Glory

Blue hydrangea, cold cash, divine
Cashmere, cologne and white sunshine
Red racing cars, sunset in vine
The kids were young and pretty

Where have you been? Where did you go?
Those summer nights seem long ago
And so is the girl you used to call
The Queen of New York City

But if you send for me you know I'll come
And if you call for me you know I'll run
I'll run to you, I'll run to you, I'll run, run, run
I'll come to you, I'll come to you, I'll come, come, come

The power of youth is on my mind
Sunsets, small town, I'm out of time
Will you still love me when I shine
From words but not from beauty?

My father's love was always strong
My mother's glamor lives on and on
Yet still inside I felt alone
For reasons unknown to me

But if you send for me you know I'll come
And if you call for me you know I'll run
I'll run to you, I'll run to you, I'll run, run, run
I'll come to you, I'll come to you, I'll come, come, come

And if you call I'll run, run, run
If you change your mind I'll come, come, come

Blue hydrangea, cold cash, divine
Cashmere, cologne and hot sunshine
Red racing cars, sunset in Vine
And we were young and pretty
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