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LANA DEL REY
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Our kind of love,
It was once in a lifetime.
It couldnt last,
It was doomed from the first time.

And you were 50s cool,
In blue suede shoes,
But it was a cover for,
All of the trouble,
You got into.

I always fall for the wrong guy,
Things that are bad always taste nice,
Thats what girls like me do, lose you.

Dont tell me its over!
Dont tell me its over!

Hollywoods dead,
Elvis is crying,
Vicious in flames,
Roland is dying.

And in the light, youre,
Sickeningly beautiful.
Say goodbye, youre,
Sickeningly beautiful.

This kind of life,
Wasnt meant for the good girl.
Try as I might,
In the end its a cruel world.

And you are living proof,
Sinatra aloof,
That you were an actor,
Who only went after,
The ones who swooned.

I always fall for the same type,
Gangsters in Vegas on game night,
Thats what girls like me like,
The limelight.

Dont tell me its over!
Dont tell me its over!

Hollywoods dead,
Elvis is crying,
Marilyns sad,
Hendrix is lying there.

In the light, youre,
Sickeningly beautiful.
Say goodbye, youre,
Sickeningly beautiful.

If you should go,
Before me then know,
That I always loved you,
Theres no one above you, baby.

Dont tell me its over!
Dont tell me its over!

Hollywoods dead,
Elvis is crying,
Lennon wake up,
Cobain stop lying there.

In the light, youre,
Sickeningly beautiful.
Say goodbye, youre,
Sickeningly beautiful.

Say goodnight, youre,
So beautiful!

Hollywoods dead,
Hollywoods dead,
Hollywoods dead, yeah.
Hollywoods dead,
Hollywoods dead,
Hollywoods dead, yeah.




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