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| − | ...Play my cards right |
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| + | All the ladies of the canyon |
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| + | Wearing black to the house parties |
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| + | Wine is flowing with Bacardi |
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| + | But sometimes girls just want to have fun |
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| + | The poetry inside of me is warm like a gun |
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| + | [Chorus] |
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| + | I bought me a track in the middle of the night |
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| + | It'll buy me a year if I play my cards right |
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'Cause they don't yet know what car I drive |
'Cause they don't yet know what car I drive |
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| + | I'm not drinking wine, but the cherry coke |
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| + | You said is fine our love's sweet up and on the vine |
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| + | Bartender, bart-tender |
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| + | [Verse 2] |
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| + | All the ladies of the canyon |
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| + | Wearing white for the tea parties |
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| − | Baby, remember... |
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| + | Playing games of reputation |
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| + | Meditating in the garden |
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| + | And I love the little games that we play |
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| + | From the valley to the beach |
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| + | The day is done, I grab my keys |
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| + | [Chorus] |
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| + | I bought me a track in the middle of the night |
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| + | It'll buy me a year if I play my cards right |
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| + | Photo free exits from baby's bedside |
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| + | 'Cause they don't yet know what car I drive |
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| + | I am just tryna keep my love alive |
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| + | With my bartender hold me all night |
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| + | Bartender, our love's alive, baby remember |
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| + | I'm not drinking wine but the cherry coke |
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| + | You said is fine and our love's sweet and up on the vine |
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| + | Bart-tender, bart-tender, bart-tender |
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| + | Ah-ah-ah-ah |
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| + | [Outro] |
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| + | I bought me a track in the middle of the night |
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| + | 60 mph, on PCH drive, head along Long Beach to New Port |
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| + | As I don't yet know where I reside |
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| + | 60 miles from the last place I hide with my bart-tender |
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| + | Hold me all night, bart-tender, keep love alive, bart-tender |
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Revision as of 21:52, 17 August 2019
"Bartender" is a song by Lana Del Rey from her upcoming album Norman Fucking Rockwell.
Background
Del Rey first mentioned the song on January 28, 2018, while being interviewed by Pitchfork at the 60th Annual Grammy Awards in New York City. When Pitchfork asked Del Rey "what's coming next?" she responded saying "I've got a couple of other tracks. I've got this weird track called 'Bartender' that doesn't belong to a record yet" and mentioned that she wishes to create a music video for the song. Co-writers and producers of the song are currently unknown.[1]
On July 31, 2019, Del Rey confirmed that the song will be released on her upcoming album, Norman Fucking Rockwell, when she revealed the album artwork and track-list.
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
All the ladies of the canyon
Wearing black to the house parties
Wine is flowing with Bacardi
But sometimes girls just want to have fun
The poetry inside of me is warm like a gun
[Chorus]
I bought me a track in the middle of the night
It'll buy me a year if I play my cards right
Photo free exits from baby's bedside
'Cause they don't yet know what car I drive
I am just tryna keep my love alive
With my bartender hold me all night
Bartender, our love's alive, baby remember
I'm not drinking wine, but the cherry coke
You said is fine our love's sweet up and on the vine
Bartender, bart-tender
[Verse 2]
All the ladies of the canyon
Wearing white for the tea parties
Playing games of reputation
Meditating in the garden
And I love the little games that we play
From the valley to the beach
The day is done, I grab my keys
[Chorus]
I bought me a track in the middle of the night
It'll buy me a year if I play my cards right
Photo free exits from baby's bedside
'Cause they don't yet know what car I drive
I am just tryna keep my love alive
With my bartender hold me all night
Bartender, our love's alive, baby remember
I'm not drinking wine but the cherry coke
You said is fine and our love's sweet and up on the vine
Bart-tender, bart-tender, bart-tender
Ah-ah-ah-ah
[Outro]
I bought me a track in the middle of the night
60 mph, on PCH drive, head along Long Beach to New Port
As I don't yet know where I reside
60 miles from the last place I hide with my bart-tender
Hold me all night, bart-tender, keep love alive, bart-tender
