Lana Del Rey — 1949

[Verse 1] Carry me up them stairs With my white socks on And my pretty song You like my blue nail polish? "What is all this?" You said Of the mess upstairs Don't be scared [Pre-Chorus] Daddy dearest, you know How I like to take trips Pops, first stops at the K-mart, buy me my peach lip gloss Cigarettes and lollipops For our trip across the USA [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2] 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 [Pre-Chorus] It's the clearest when it's me and him alone He stops, he talks about all ways he used to let up Dinerettes and soda pops for our trip across the USA [Chorus] 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 [Outro] 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 soda pops New blue bathing suit, ruched tops and Cadillacs Blue lake, Carter Docks, hopscotch, hot talk Alabama hard knocks, motel brass locks