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(Say that shit, girl).
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(Say that shit, girl)
   
It's a match made in heaven,
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It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let 'em!
+
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
   
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
+
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
+
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
+
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
+
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
   
Sweet neighborhood,
+
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of.
+
Love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven,
+
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let 'em.
+
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
   
Sweet neighborhood,
+
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of.
+
Love, dreams made of
It's a match made in heaven,
+
It's a match made in heaven
If they're gonna talk let 'em.
+
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
   
I'm not a trick but,
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I'm not a trick but I'm a trick for you
I'm a trick for you.
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I'm the girl next door, doin' what you wanna do
 
What I'll never do, I really fell for you
I'm the girl next door,
 
 
You give me butterflies, heart skippin', one, two
Tell me what you wanna do.
 
   
 
I, I, I, gotta get it started
What I'll never do,
 
 
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
I really fell for you.
 
You give me butterflies,
 
Heart skippin' one-two!
 
   
I, I, I, gotta get it started,
+
I know you're sick, boy, I wanna get the flu
  +
I'm runnin' temperatures thinking of your love, boo
I want it bad, bad,
 
 
Dizzy spells, ooh, is your love true?
I want it bad!
 
 
I'm under influence, gettin' hot and chills too
   
 
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I know you're sick, boy,
 
 
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
I wanna catch the flu,
 
I'm running temperatures,
 
Thinking of your love, boo.
 
   
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Dizzy spells, ooh!
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Is your love true?
 
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
I'm under influence,
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Getting hot and chills too.
 
   
 
Sweet neighborhood
I, I, I, gotta get it started,
 
 
Love, dreams made of
I want it bad, bad,
 
 
It's a match made in heaven
I want it bad!
 
 
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
   
 
Sweet neighborhood
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
 
 
Love, dreams made of
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
 
 
It's a match made in heaven
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
 
 
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
 
   
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Sweet neighborhood,
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Love, dreams made of.
 
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
It's a match made in heaven,
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
If they're gonna talk let 'em.
 
   
 
You're such a bad boy, I heard about you
Sweet neighborhood,
 
 
And so has every other girl, that's why they want you
Love, dreams made of.
 
 
My local rockstar, the WillyB Crew, you out there on the grind
It's a match made in heaven,
 
 
Now come home to your queen, boo
If they're gonna talk let 'em.
 
   
 
I, I, I, gotta get it started
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
 
 
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
 
   
 
You're number one, boy, no one else will do
Your such a bad boy,
 
 
I'm like a prize fighter, clockin' chicks to get to you
I heard about you,
 
 
This race I run for you, won't stop until I'm through
And so has every other girl,
 
 
I'm out there doing shit that I should never ever do
That's why they want you.
 
   
  +
I, I, I, gotta get it started
My local rockstar, the WillyB Crew,
 
 
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
You out there on the grind,
 
Now come home,
 
To your queen, boo!
 
   
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
I, I, I, gotta get it started,
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
I want it bad, bad,
 
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
I want it bad!
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
   
 
Sweet neighborhood
You're number one, boy,
 
 
Love, dreams made of
No one else will do,
 
 
It's a match made in heaven
I'm like a prize fighter,
 
 
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Clocking chicks to get to you.
 
   
 
Sweet neighborhood
This race I run for you,
 
 
Love, dreams made of
Won't stop until I'm through,
 
 
It's a match made in heaven
I'm out there doing shit,
 
 
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
That I should never ever do.
 
   
 
(Oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
I, I, I, gotta get it started,
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
I want it bad, bad,
 
 
(Oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
I want it bad!
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
   
  +
Fall on your knees, beggin' me, please
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
 
 
I am your queen, oh-ah
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
 
   
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Sweet neighborhood,
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Love, dreams made of.
 
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
It's a match made in heaven,
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
If they're gonna talk let 'em.
 
   
 
Don't wanna trip but I could fall for you
Sweet neighborhood,
 
 
Heaven is a place called earth on your arm, ooh
Love, dreams made of.
 
It's a match made in heaven,
 
If they're gonna talk let 'em.
 
   
 
Sweet neighborhood
Oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
 
 
Love, dreams made of
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
 
 
It's a match made in heaven
Oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh,
 
 
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Uh-oh, uh-oh.
 
   
 
Sweet neighborhood
Call on your knees,
 
 
Love, dreams made of
Beggin' me, please,
 
 
It's a match made in heaven
I am your queen,
 
 
If they're gonna talk, let 'em
Oh-ah!
 
   
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Don't wanna trip but,
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
I could fall for you,
 
 
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Heaven is a place called,
 
 
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Earth on your arm, ooh!
 
   
  +
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Sweet neighborhood,
 
  +
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Love, dreams made of.
 
  +
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
It's a match made in heaven,
 
  +
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
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.
 
 
</poem>
 
</poem>
 
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Revision as of 10:03, 28 February 2017


"Match Made in Heaven" is an unreleased song by Lana Del Rey. It was recorded in 2010. The producer of the song is not known and it is not registered on BMI, ASCAP, or any other similar service. The song opens with a line from an uncredited male vocalist. It is generally accepted as a the inspiration for or a concept demo of the song "Ghetto Baby" which was given to recording artist Cheryl Cole.

Cross-references

  • References to being the "girl next door" can be found in "Go Go Dancer".

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'll never do, I really fell for you
You give me butterflies, heart skippin', one, two

I, I, I, 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

I, I, I, 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 rockstar, the WillyB Crew, you out there on the grind
Now come home to your queen, boo

I, I, I, 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

I, I, I, 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

(Oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)

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)