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| − | |artist = Cheryl |
+ | |artist = Cheryl |
| − | |written = [[Lana Del Rey]]<br> |
+ | |written = [[Lana Del Rey]]<br>Roy Kerr<br>Anu Pillai |
|producer = [[Kid Gloves]] |
|producer = [[Kid Gloves]] |
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| + | |recorded = August 10, 2011<br><small>(Lana Del Rey version)</small><br>2012<br><small>(Cheryl version)</small> |
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| − | |recorded = 2012 |
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| − | |time = 2: |
+ | |time = 2:49<br>{{OfficialVersions}}}} |
| + | "'''Ghetto Baby'''" is a song by Cheryl from her third studio album ''A Million Lights'', which was officially released on June 15, 2012. The song was written by [[Lana Del Rey]] and production duo Roy Kerr and Anu Pillai of [[Kid Gloves]] in 2011. It was originally written for Del Rey's debut album, ''[[Born to Die (album)|Born to Die]]'', but after it was cut, the song was given to Cheryl. Del Rey's version of the song leaked on August 8, 2012. |
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| − | "'''Ghetto Baby'''" is a song by Cheryl Cole from her third studio album ''A Million Lights'','' ''which was officially released on June 15, 2012. The song was written by [[Lana Del Rey]], [[Kid Gloves|Roy Kerr]] and [[Kid Gloves|Anu Pillai]] of [[Kid Gloves]] in 2011. Del Rey's demo version of the song leaked on August 8, 2012. |
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==Background== |
==Background== |
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| − | Cheryl |
+ | Cheryl confirmed Del Rey would be writing for her album in May 2012. According to Cheryl, the song was composed prior to the success of "[[Video Games (song)|Video Games]]". On May 28, Cheryl shared two tweets teasing lyrics from the song: "I'm not a trick boy I'm a trick for you,you give me butterflies heart skipping 1,2 I know your [''sic''] sick boy I wanna get the flu..."<ref>{{Cite web|last=Cheryl|url=https://twitter.com/CherylOfficial/status/207033121193992192|title=I'm not a trick boy I'm a trick for you,you give me butterflies heart skipping 1,2 I know your sick boy I wanna get the flu...|work=Twitter|date=May 28, 2012|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref> and "I'm running temperatures thinking of your love boo..", adding the hashtag "#ghettobaby".<ref>{{Cite web|last=Cheryl|url=https://twitter.com/CherylOfficial/status/207033246607876096|title=I'm running temperatures thinking of your love boo.. #ghettobaby|work=Twitter|date=May 28, 2012|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref> In an interview for ''Spin or Bin Music'', Del Rey stated that she and Cheryl shared the same boss at [[Polydor Records]], who had expressed the thought that Cheryl would like the song, so they played it for her. Cheryl loved it and decided to record it.<ref>{{Cite web|last=BORN TO LANA|url=https://borntolana.tumblr.com/post/34418014486/lana-del-rey-interviewed-by-spin-or-bin|title=Lana Del Rey interviewed by Spin or Bin|work=Tumblr|date=October 27, 2012|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref> An official music video for the track was released on December 26, 2012. |
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| + | The original file of Del Rey's version comes from an album titled "RNB PACK 10.08.11" suggesting that it was recorded on August 10, 2011. |
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==Critical reception== |
==Critical reception== |
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| + | The song was well received on Cheryl's album, but some critics noted that she sounded too much like Del Rey's version and the track lacked individuality.<ref>{{Cite web|last=Alexander|first=X|url=https://www.idolator.com/6626882/cheryl-cole-ghetto-baby-lana-del-rey|title=Cheryl Cole Is A “Ghetto Baby” In New Lana Del Rey-Penned Song|work=Idolator|date=June 15, 2012|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref><ref>{{Cite web|last=Erlewine|first=Stephen Thomas|url=https://www.allmusic.com/album/a-million-lights-mw0002365468|title=A Million Lights Review by Stephen Thomas Erlewine|work=AllMusic|accessdate=March 11, 2024}}</ref> |
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| − | The song was well recieved on Cole's album, but some critics noted that Cole sounded too much like Del Rey's demo on the track and lacked individuality. |
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==Cross-references== |
==Cross-references== |
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+ | *The song bears close melodic and lyrical similarities to "[[Match Made in Heaven (song)|Match Made in Heaven]]". |
| − | *References to butterflies can be found in "[[Butterflies (song)|Butterflies]]" |
+ | *References to butterflies can be found in "[[Butterflies (song)|Butterflies]]", "[[Butterflies, Pt. 2 (song)|Butterflies, Pt. 2]]", and "[[Happiness Is a Butterfly (song)|Happiness Is a Butterfly]]". |
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+ | *A rock star is mentioned in many songs, such as "[[Is It Wrong (song)|Is It Wrong]]" and "[[Big Bad Wolf (song)|Big Bad Wolf]]". |
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+ | *The lyric "crying tears of gold" appears in "[[Ultraviolence (song)|Ultraviolence]]". |
| + | *"Show me what you got" is referenced in many songs, such as "[[Caught You Boy (song)|Caught You Boy]]". |
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| − | * The lyric "when he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good no one's better" is a paraphrased version of Mae West's famous quote "when I'm good, I'm very good, but when I'm bad, I'm better", from the 1933 film "I'm No Angel" |
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+ | *The lyric "drop it like it's hot" also appears in "[[Go Go Dancer (song)|Go Go Dancer]]" and "[[Body Electric (song)|Body Electric]]". |
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+ | *The lyric "if they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget 'em" also appears in "[[Live or Die (song)|Live Or Die]]". |
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| + | ==Official versions== |
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| + | *Cheryl version — 2:49 |
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| + | *Lana Del Rey version — 2:48 |
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==Lyrics== |
==Lyrics== |
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| − | ===Cheryl |
+ | ===Cheryl version=== |
| − | {{Scroll box |
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| + | You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold |
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| + | Pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road |
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| − | You got a face like the Madonna |
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| + | You're on the run |
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| − | crying tears of gold |
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| + | Oh, baby, yeah, you're on the run, oh, baby |
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| − | Been pumping gas |
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| + | I'm not a trick, boy, I'm a trick for you |
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| − | at the Texaco road to road |
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| + | You give me butterflies, heart skipping one, two |
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| − | You’re on the run |
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| + | I know you're sick boy, I wanna get the flu |
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| − | Oh baby yeah you’re on the run |
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| + | I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo |
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| − | Oh baby |
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| − | I’m not a trick boy, I’m a trick for you |
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| − | You give me butterflies |
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| − | heart skipping one two |
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| − | I know you’re sick boy, |
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| − | I wanna get the flu |
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| − | I’m running temperatures |
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| − | thinking of your love, boo. |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
+ | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
| − | Kissing my stilettos move |
+ | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | your mouth up to my lips |
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| + | (He said show 'em what you got, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| − | I know your lips say |
+ | I know your lips say that you wanna, but your heart's a no |
| + | But, boy, your hips say that you're gonna when you hold me, hold me |
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| − | that you wanna but your heart’s a no |
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| + | You're so fun |
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| − | But boy your hips say that your gonna when you hold me |
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| + | B-baby you are so much fun, b-baby |
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| − | hold me |
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| + | My local rock star, the really big crew |
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| − | You’re so fun |
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| + | I'm feeling you, boy, you're liking me, too |
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| − | B-baby you are so much fun |
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| + | I'm clocking chicks left and right just to get to you |
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| − | B-baby |
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| + | You're out there on the grind, now come home to your queen, boo |
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| − | My local rock star, The Willie B. crew |
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| − | I’m feeling you boy, You’re liking me too |
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| − | I’m clocking chicks left and right |
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| − | just to get to you |
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| − | You’re out there on the grind now come home to your |
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| − | queen, boo. |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
+ | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
| − | Kissing my stilettos |
+ | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | move your mouth up to my lips |
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| + | (He said show 'em what you got, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
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| − | Kissing my stilettos |
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| − | move your mouth up to my lips |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| + | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
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| − | We’re a match mad in heaven |
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| + | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
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| − | if they’re gonna talk let ‘em |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | If they don’t think we’re good together |
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| + | (He said show 'em what you got, girl) |
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| − | baby just forget ‘em |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | When he’s bad he’s bad |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| − | but when he’s good no one’s better |
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| − | Cos we’re a match made in heaven |
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| − | and this kind of love’s forever |
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| + | We're a match made in heaven, if they're gonna talk, let ‘em |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
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| + | If they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget ‘em |
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| − | Kissing my stilettos |
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| + | When he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good, no one's better |
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| − | move your mouth up to my lips |
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| + | We're a match made in heaven and this kinda love's forever |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
+ | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
| − | Kissing my stilettos |
+ | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | move your mouth up to my lips |
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| + | (He said show 'em what you got, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| + | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
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| − | </poem> |
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| + | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
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| − | }} |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| + | (He said show 'em what you got, girl) |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| + | </poem>}} |
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===Lana Del Rey version=== |
===Lana Del Rey version=== |
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| − | {{Scroll box |
+ | {{Scroll box|content=<poem> |
| + | You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold |
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| − | |content=<poem> |
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| + | P-pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road |
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| − | You got a face like the Madonna |
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| + | You're on the run |
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| − | crying tears of gold |
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| + | Oh, baby, yeah, you're on the run, oh, baby |
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| − | P-pumping gas |
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| + | I'm not a trick, boy, I'm a trick for you |
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| − | at the Texaco road to road |
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| + | You give me butterflies, heart skipping one, two |
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| − | You’re on the run |
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| + | I know you're sick boy, I wanna get the flu |
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| − | Oh baby yeah you’re on the run |
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| + | I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo |
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| − | Oh baby |
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| − | I’m not a trick boy, I’m a trick for you |
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| − | You give me butterflies |
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| − | heart skipping one two |
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| − | I know you’re sick boy, |
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| − | I wanna get the flu |
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| − | I’m running temperatures |
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| − | thinking of your love, boo. |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
+ | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
| − | Kissing my stilettos move |
+ | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | your mouth up to my lips |
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| + | (He said show me what you got, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| − | I know your lips say |
+ | I know your lips say that you wanna, but your heart's a no |
| + | But, boy, your hips say that you're gonna when you hold me, hold me |
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| − | that you wanna but your heart’s a no |
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| + | You're so fun |
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| − | But boy your hips say that your gonna when you hold me |
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| + | B-baby, you are too much fun, b-baby |
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| − | hold me |
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| + | My local rock star, the Willy B crew |
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| − | You’re so fun |
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| + | I'm feeling you, boy, you're liking me, too |
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| − | B-baby you are so much fun |
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| + | I'm clocking chicks left and right just to get to you |
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| − | B-baby |
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| + | You're out there on the grind, now come home to your queen, boo |
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| − | My local rock star, The really big crew |
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| − | I’m feeling you boy, You’re liking me too |
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| − | I’m clocking chicks left and right |
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| − | just to get to you |
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| − | You’re out there on the grind now come home to your |
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| − | queen, boo. |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
+ | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
| − | Kissing my stilettos |
+ | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | move your mouth up to my lips |
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| + | (He said show me what you got, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
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| − | Kissing my stilettos |
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| − | move your mouth up to my lips |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| + | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
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| − | We’re a match mad in heaven |
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| + | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
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| − | if they’re gonna talk let ‘em |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | If they don’t think we’re good together |
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| + | (He said show me what you got, girl) |
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| − | baby just forget ‘em |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | When he’s bad he’s bad |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| − | but when he’s good no one’s better |
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| − | Cos we’re a match made in heaven |
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| − | and this kind of love’s forever |
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| + | We're a match made in heaven, if they're gonna talk, let ‘em |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
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| + | If they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget ‘em |
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| − | Kissing my stilettos |
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| + | When he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good, no one's better |
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| − | move your mouth up to my lips |
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| + | 'Cause we're a match made in heaven and this kinda love's forever |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| − | Brooklyn move my soul like this |
+ | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
| − | Kissing my stilettos |
+ | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | move your mouth up to my lips |
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| + | (He said show me what you got, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| − | (He said show me what you got girl) |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| − | Come on over ghetto baby |
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| − | (Drop it like it’s hot girl) |
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| + | Brooklyn, move my soul like this |
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| − | </poem> |
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| + | Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips |
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| − | }} |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| + | (He said show me what you got, girl) |
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| + | Come on over, ghetto baby |
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| + | (Drop it like it's hot, girl) |
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| + | </poem>}} |
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==Credits== |
==Credits== |
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| + | '''Personnel''' |
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| − | * Cheryl Cole – lead vocals, background vocals |
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| + | *Cheryl — vocals, background vocals |
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| − | * Lana Del Rey – songwriter |
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| + | *[[Lana Del Rey]] — songwriting |
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| − | * Roy Kerr – songwriter |
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| + | *[[Kid Gloves|Roy Kerr]] — songwriting, production, vocal production |
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| − | * Anu Pillai – songwriter |
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| − | * |
+ | *[[Kid Gloves|Anu Pillai]] — songwriting, production, vocal production |
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+ | *Mike Marsh — mastering |
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+ | *Naweed — mastering |
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| − | [[Category:Unreleased songs]] |
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| + | ==References== |
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| + | {{Reflist}} |
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[[Category:Songs]] |
[[Category:Songs]] |
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+ | [[Category:Born to Die outtakes]] |
| + | [[Category:Outtakes]] |
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| + | [[Category:Songwriting for other artists]] |
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Latest revision as of 03:08, 20 March 2024
"Ghetto Baby" is a song by Cheryl from her third studio album A Million Lights, which was officially released on June 15, 2012. The song was written by Lana Del Rey and production duo Roy Kerr and Anu Pillai of Kid Gloves in 2011. It was originally written for Del Rey's debut album, Born to Die, but after it was cut, the song was given to Cheryl. Del Rey's version of the song leaked on August 8, 2012.
Background[]
Cheryl confirmed Del Rey would be writing for her album in May 2012. According to Cheryl, the song was composed prior to the success of "Video Games". On May 28, Cheryl shared two tweets teasing lyrics from the song: "I'm not a trick boy I'm a trick for you,you give me butterflies heart skipping 1,2 I know your [sic] sick boy I wanna get the flu..."[1] and "I'm running temperatures thinking of your love boo..", adding the hashtag "#ghettobaby".[2] In an interview for Spin or Bin Music, Del Rey stated that she and Cheryl shared the same boss at Polydor Records, who had expressed the thought that Cheryl would like the song, so they played it for her. Cheryl loved it and decided to record it.[3] An official music video for the track was released on December 26, 2012.
The original file of Del Rey's version comes from an album titled "RNB PACK 10.08.11" suggesting that it was recorded on August 10, 2011.
Critical reception[]
The song was well received on Cheryl's album, but some critics noted that she sounded too much like Del Rey's version and the track lacked individuality.[4][5]
Cross-references[]
- The song bears close melodic and lyrical similarities to "Match Made in Heaven".
- References to butterflies can be found in "Butterflies", "Butterflies, Pt. 2", and "Happiness Is a Butterfly".
- A rock star is mentioned in many songs, such as "Is It Wrong" and "Big Bad Wolf".
- The lyric "crying tears of gold" appears in "Ultraviolence".
- "Show me what you got" is referenced in many songs, such as "Caught You Boy".
- The lyric "drop it like it's hot" also appears in "Go Go Dancer" and "Body Electric".
- The lyric "if they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget 'em" also appears in "Live Or Die".
Official versions[]
- Cheryl version — 2:49
- Lana Del Rey version — 2:48
Lyrics[]
Cheryl version[]
You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold
Pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road
You're on the run
Oh, baby, yeah, you're on the run, oh, baby
I'm not a trick, boy, I'm a trick for you
You give me butterflies, heart skipping one, two
I know you're sick boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
I know your lips say that you wanna, but your heart's a no
But, boy, your hips say that you're gonna when you hold me, hold me
You're so fun
B-baby you are so much fun, b-baby
My local rock star, the really big crew
I'm feeling you, boy, you're liking me, too
I'm clocking chicks left and right just to get to you
You're out there on the grind, now come home to your queen, boo
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
We're a match made in heaven, if they're gonna talk, let ‘em
If they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget ‘em
When he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good, no one's better
We're a match made in heaven and this kinda love's forever
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show 'em what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
Lana Del Rey version[]
You got a face like the Madonna, crying tears of gold
P-pumping gas at the Texaco, road to road
You're on the run
Oh, baby, yeah, you're on the run, oh, baby
I'm not a trick, boy, I'm a trick for you
You give me butterflies, heart skipping one, two
I know you're sick boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm running temperatures thinking of your love, boo
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
I know your lips say that you wanna, but your heart's a no
But, boy, your hips say that you're gonna when you hold me, hold me
You're so fun
B-baby, you are too much fun, b-baby
My local rock star, the Willy B crew
I'm feeling you, boy, you're liking me, too
I'm clocking chicks left and right just to get to you
You're out there on the grind, now come home to your queen, boo
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
We're a match made in heaven, if they're gonna talk, let ‘em
If they don't think we're good together, baby, just forget ‘em
When he's bad, he's bad, but when he's good, no one's better
'Cause we're a match made in heaven and this kinda love's forever
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
Brooklyn, move my soul like this
Kissing my stilettos, move your mouth up to my lips
Come on over, ghetto baby
(He said show me what you got, girl)
Come on over, ghetto baby
(Drop it like it's hot, girl)
Credits[]
Personnel
- Cheryl — vocals, background vocals
- Lana Del Rey — songwriting
- Roy Kerr — songwriting, production, vocal production
- Anu Pillai — songwriting, production, vocal production
- Mike Marsh — mastering
- Naweed — mastering
References[]
- ↑ Cheryl (May 28, 2012). "I'm not a trick boy I'm a trick for you,you give me butterflies heart skipping 1,2 I know your sick boy I wanna get the flu...". Twitter. https://twitter.com/CherylOfficial/status/207033121193992192. Retrieved March 11, 2024.
- ↑ Cheryl (May 28, 2012). "I'm running temperatures thinking of your love boo.. #ghettobaby". Twitter. https://twitter.com/CherylOfficial/status/207033246607876096. Retrieved March 11, 2024.
- ↑ BORN TO LANA (October 27, 2012). "Lana Del Rey interviewed by Spin or Bin". Tumblr. https://borntolana.tumblr.com/post/34418014486/lana-del-rey-interviewed-by-spin-or-bin. Retrieved March 11, 2024.
- ↑ Alexander, X (June 15, 2012). "Cheryl Cole Is A “Ghetto Baby” In New Lana Del Rey-Penned Song". Idolator. https://www.idolator.com/6626882/cheryl-cole-ghetto-baby-lana-del-rey. Retrieved March 11, 2024.
- ↑ Erlewine, Stephen Thomas. "A Million Lights Review by Stephen Thomas Erlewine". AllMusic. https://www.allmusic.com/album/a-million-lights-mw0002365468. Retrieved March 11, 2024.