"Match Made in Heaven" is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. It was recorded in 2010 and leaked on March 15, 2012. The producer of the song is not known and it is not registered on BMI, ASCAP, or any other similar service.
Composition[]
The song opens with a line from an unknown male vocalist.
Cross-references[]
- Many lyrics are also found in the song "Ghetto Baby".
- Reference to "Bad Boy".
- References to being the "girl next door" can be found in "Go Go Dancer".
- References to butterflies can be found in the song of the same name, "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".
- Del Rey also calls herself a queen in "Queen of Disaster", "Serene Queen", and "Queen of Hearts", among many others.
- A lover is referred to as "boo" in "Backfire".
- Heaven is mentioned in songs like "You & Me", "Say Yes to Heaven", "Coachella - Woodstock in My Mind", and many others. Similarly, "Heaven is a place [called/on] Earth" is used in Video Games.
- Del Rey similarly sings "uh-oh, uh-oh" in "Roses".
Lyrics[]
(Say that shit, girl)
It's a match made in Heaven
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in Heaven, if they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in Heaven, if they're gonna talk, let 'em
I'm not a trick, but I'm a trick for you
I'm the girl next door, doin' what you wanna do
What I never do, I really fell for you
You give me butterflies, heart skippin', one, two
La-di-da-di-da-di-da
Gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
I know you're sick, boy, I wanna get the flu
I'm runnin' temperatures thinking of your love, boo
Dizzy spells, ooh, is your love true?
I'm under influence, gettin' hot and chills, too
La-di-da-di-da-di-da
Gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in Heaven, if they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in Heaven, if they're gonna talk, let 'em
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
You're such a bad boy, I heard about you
And so has every other girl, that's why they want you
My local rock star, the Willy B Crew
You out there on the grind, now come home to your queen, boo
La-di-da-di-da-di-da
Gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
You're number one, boy, no one else will do
I'm like a prize fighter, clockin' chicks to get to you
This race I run for you, won't stop until I'm through
I'm out there doing shit that I should never, ever do
La-di-da-di-da-di-da
Gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in Heaven, if they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in Heaven, if they're gonna talk, let 'em
Fall on your knees, beggin' me, please
I am your queen, oh-ah
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Don't wanna trip, but I could fall for you
Heaven is a place called Earth on your arm, ooh
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in Heaven, if they're gonna talk, let 'em
Sweet neighborhood love, dreams made of
It's a match made in Heaven, if they're gonna talk, let 'em
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh, uh-oh, uh-oh