1949 (song)

Lana Del Rey
Writer(s)	Lana Del Rey
Producer(s)	Unknown
Recorded	2008
Length	2:58 2:27 (Acoustic demo)
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"1949" is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. The song is speculated to have been written and recorded by Del Rey in 2008. The song leaked on July 1, 2012. It is partly a demo for "Every Man Gets His Wish". A studio version was leaked on May 11, 2016. This version abruptly cuts off at the end of the track and while it may be an extended snippet, it is also possible that the recording was never finished.

Cross-references

• The chorus of the song is reused in full in "Every Man Gets His Wish". In the same song Lana sings: "gonna party like it's 1949".
• A reference to going to K-Mart to buy lip-gloss is found in "On Our Way".
• References to Pontiacs are found in "Axl Rose Husband" and "Diet Mountain Dew".
• References to motels are found in the titles "Motel 6" and "Mermaid Motel", as well as in the lyrics of "Trash Magic", "Kinda Outta Luck", "Gods & Monsters", and the second version of "Come When You Call Me America".
• Cadillacs are also referenced in "Jump" and "Back to tha Basics".
• Alabama is referenced in the demo of "Trash Magic".
• The reference to a "icy stare" is similar to the "prostitute state" in "Disco"

Lyrics

Studio 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, shit talk
Alabama hard knocks
Motel brass locks

Acoustic demo

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, "The mess upstairs, don't be scared."

Daddy dearest,
You know how I like to take trips,
Pops, first stop at the K-Mart.
Buy me my peach lip-gloss,
Cigarettes and lollipops,
Mad Magazines and white socks.
All in your car
For our trip across the USA.

We gonna party like it's 1949,
We in the Pontiac from July to July.

It's a flower motel nation,
Day and night on our last vacation.
We gonna see it all,
Before we say goodbye.

Daddy likes Blackpool Pleasure Beach, and road-stops.
Baby, likes the Swiss Alps,
Souvenir gift-shops.
Late night, midnight,
Radio show talks,
Daddy, baby, big jail break.

Ponytail and lollipops,
Dinerettes and soda-pops,
New blue bathing suit,
Ruched tops and Cadillacs.

Blue LA Carter Docks,
Hop-scotch, I talk,
Alabama hard knocks,
Motel brass locks.

We gonna party like it's 1949,
We in the Pontiac from July to July.

It's a motel flower nation,
Day and night on our last vacation.
We gonna see it all before he says goodbye.