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For our trip across the USA.
 
For our trip across the USA.
   
We're gonna party like it's 1949,
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We gonna party like it's 1949,
 
We in the Pontiac from July to July.
 
We in the Pontiac from July to July.
   
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Motel brass locks.
 
Motel brass locks.
   
We're gonna party like it's 1949,
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We gonna party like it's 1949,
 
We in the Pontiac from July to July.
 
We in the Pontiac from July to July.
   
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Day and night on our last vacation.
 
Day and night on our last vacation.
 
We gonna see it all before he says goodbye.
 
We gonna see it all before he says goodbye.
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Revision as of 23:49, April 10, 2014

Unreleased
Lana Del Rey
Writer(s) Lana Del Rey
Producer(s) Unknown
Recorded 2008
Length 2:27
From Unreleased Logo

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.

Cross-references

Lyrics

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.

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