"Butterflies, Pt. 2" (also known as "Butterflies Part 2") is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. It was recorded in 2011 and leaked on September 13, 2012. The song was written and produced with Jim Irvin and Tim Larcombe. It is registered to the International Standard Music Work Code.[1]
Cross-references[]
- The song title originates from the title of "Butterflies", a thematically unrelated song.
- Other references to butterflies are present in "Heavy Hitter", "Carmen", and "Happiness Is a Butterfly".
- Direct reference to "Cola".
- The phrase "little girls" is also mentioned in "I Don't Wanna Go" and "Put Me in a Movie", among other songs.
- Roller coasters are referenced in "Last Girl on Earth", "Diet Mountain Dew", "Breaking My Heart", "Hundred Dollar Bill", "Betty Boop Boop", "Hawaiian Tropic", and "Coconut and Key Lime Pie".
- The phrase "his feet don't even touch the ground" is similar to "My feet don't even touch the ground" from "Last Girl on Earth".
Lyrics[]
You're hot for God, but we all got a hunch that maybe you've gone astray
Control yourself, but it's so hard when you can look so good on Sunday
I know he knows that I hear what he's thinkin'
I know he knows
I know he knows that what he's doin' is wrong
But I just tell him, "Go on, sing a sad song."
My baby has an eye for pretty things, pretty things
He thinks that little girls are butterflies and clips their wings
Sicko, psycho, sicko, but he's my beau
Puts them on a roller coaster, lures them in with Coca-Cola
Boy, you've been catchin' butterflies
All the girls believe your lies, don't they?
Boy, you can pin me up if you like
A pin-up in a lonely sky, baby
You give me butterflies
You're catchin' butterflies
You give me butterflies
I'm fluttering, fluttering high
You're hot to trot, but, boy, you got a secret that you cannot betray
It makes you hot, you're burnin' up, but, baby boy, your secret is safe
I know he know that I hear what he's thinkin'
I know he know
I know he know that what he's teachin' is wrong
But, honey, this preacher's song has got me too far gone
My baby has an eye for girls who sing, girls who sing
He's lucky I'm the type, that's his thing, that's his thing
Sicko, psycho, sicko, but he's my beau
Dresses up in rings and rollers, poses as a holy roller
Boy, you've been catchin' butterflies
All the girls believe your lies, don't they?
Boy, you can pin me up if you like
A pin-up in a lonely sky, baby
You give me butterflies
You're catchin' butterflies
You give me butterflies
I'm fluttering, fluttering high
His butterflies are in a golden cage, safe and bound
He puts on "Lola" by The Kinks and he dances 'round
And he's so happy that his feet don't even touch the ground
I'm in love 'cause I was lost and now I'm finally found
Boy, you've been catchin' butterflies
All the girls believe your lies, don't they?
Boy, you can pin me up if you like
A pin-up in a lonely sky, baby
You give me butterflies
You're catchin' butterflies
You give me butterflies
I'm fluttering, fluttering
Fluttering, fluttering
Fluttering, fluttering
Fluttering
(Sicko, psycho, sicko, psycho, sicko)
(Sicko, psycho, sicko, psycho, sicko)