"Taco Truck x VB" (originally titled "Bonita"[S 1]) is a song by Lana Del Rey from her ninth studio album and eighth major-label studio album Did You Know That There’s a Tunnel Under Ocean Blvd. It samples Norman Fucking Rockwell!'s "Venice Bitch", using the then-unheard original beat-driven version of the song.[1]
Background[]
The unmastered version of the song - featuring an extra few seconds of talking at the end - leaked before the album's release. The official instrumental leaked on May 20, 2023.
Cross-references[]
- A gold chain is also mentioned in "Be My Daddy", "Dangerous Girl" and "Off to the Races".
- Being crazy is also referenced in "Cruel World", "Happiness is a butterfly", "Off to the Races", "Crazy for You", "Ride" and in the poem "My Bedroom is a Sacred Place Now - There Are Children at the Foot of my Bed".
- Lake Placid, Del Rey's hometown in New York, is also mentioned in "Looking for America" and the song of the same name.
- The second half of the song is a heavy rework of "Venice Bitch".
Official versions[]
- Album version — 5:53
- Instrumental version — 5:53
- Unmastered version — 5:56
Lyrics[]
Album version[]
[Lana Del Rey]:
Met my boyfriend down at the taco truck
Pass me my vape, I'm feelin' sick, I need to take a puff
Imagine if we actually gave a fuck
Wouldn't that be somethin' to talk about for us?
Caribbean Blue in sweater weather, I'm falling into you
Although it seems I've gotten better, I can be violent, too
That's why they call me "Lanita"
When I get down, I'm bonita
Don't come find me in Reseda
I'll go crazy
Read my gold chain, says "Lanita"
When I'm violent, it's Carlito's Way
Blood on my feet, on the street
I'm dancin' crazy
Spin it 'til you whip it into white cream, baby
Print it into black and white pages, don't faze me
Before you talk, let me stop what you're saying
I know, I know, I know that you hate me
[Margaret Qualley]:
Honey, I got up so early
And then, I don't know if I'ma shower but then
I was just able to go back to sleep for an hour and a half
So that rocked, um, anyway
[Lana Del Rey]:
(Ah, ah, ah)
[Margaret Qualley]:
I had this dream where, um, aha, I don't know -
I had a little -
[Lana Del Rey]:
(Signin' off, bang, bang, kiss, kiss)
[Lana Del Rey]:
Ya heard my baby's back in town now
You should come-a, come over
We'll be hanging around now
You should come-a, come over
Back, back to the garden
We're gettin' high now because we're older
Me, myself, I like diamonds
Or, baby, crimson and clover
Oh, God, miss you on my lips
It's me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Ah, ah, ch'yeah)
Calling out, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Ah, yeah, ah, ch'yeah)
Signin' off, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Yeah)
Back in the garden
We're getting high now
Because we're older
Me, myself, I like diamonds
My baby, crimson and clover
Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-whatever
Everything, whatever
Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-whatever
Everything's whatever
Oh, God, miss you on my lips (I do, I do)
It's me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Callin' out, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Ah, ah, ch'yeah)
Calling out, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Ah, yeah, ah, ch'yeah)
Signin' off, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Yeah, yeah)
If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love (Get high, drop acid)
If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love (Never die, not tonight, Lake Placid)
If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love
If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be jealous of your love
Oh, God, miss you on my lips
It's me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
(If you weren't mine, I’d be jealous of your love)
Callin’ out, bang bang, kiss kiss (mhm)
Callin’ out, bang bang, kiss kiss (mhm)
Signin’ off, bang bang, kiss kiss (mhm, yeah)
Unmastered version[]
[Lana Del Rey]:
Met my boyfriend down at the taco truck
Pass me my vape, I'm feelin' sick, I need to take a puff
Imagine if we actually gave a fuck
Wouldn't that be somethin' to talk about for us?
Caribbean Blue in sweater weather, I'm falling into you
Although it seems I've gotten better, I can be violent, too
That's why they call me "Lanita"
When I get down, I'm bonita
Don't come find me in Reseda
I'll go crazy
Read my gold chain, says "Lanita"
When I'm violent, it's Carlito's Way
Blood on my feet, on the street
I'm dancin' crazy
Spin it 'til you whip it into white cream, baby
Print it into black and white pages, don't faze me
Before you talk, let me stop what you're saying
I know, I know, I know that you hate me
[Margaret Qualley]:
Honey, I got up so early
And then, I don't know if I'ma shower but then
I was just able to go back to sleep for an hour and a half
So that rocked, um, anyway
[Lana Del Rey]:
(Ah, ah, ah)
[Margaret Qualley]:
I had this dream where, um, aha, I don't know -
I had a little -
[Lana Del Rey]:
(Signin' off, bang, bang, kiss, kiss)
[Lana Del Rey]:
Ya heard my baby's back in town now
You should come-a, come over
We'll be hanging around now
You should come-a, come over
Back, back to the garden
We're gettin' high now because we're older
Me, myself, I like diamonds
Or, baby, crimson and clover
Oh, God, miss you on my lips
It's me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Calling out, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Ah, ah, ch'yeah)
Calling out, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Ah, yeah, ah, ch'yeah)
Signin' off, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Yeah)
Back in the garden
We're getting high now
Because we're older
Me, myself, I like diamonds
My baby, crimson and clover
Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-whatever
Everything, whatever
Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-whatever
Everything's whatever
Oh, God, miss you on my lips (I do, I do)
It's me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
Callin' out, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Ah, ah, ch'yeah)
Calling out, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Ah, yeah, ah, ch'yeah)
Signin' off, "bang bang, kiss kiss" (Yeah, yeah)
If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love (Get high, drop acid)
If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love (Never die, not tonight, Lake Placid)
If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love
If you weren't mine, I'd be jealous of your love
If you weren’t mine, I’d be jealous of your love
Oh, God, miss you on my lips
It's me, your little Venice bitch
On the stoop with the neighborhood kids
(If you weren't mine, I’d be jealous of your love)
Callin’ out, bang bang, kiss kiss (mhm)
Callin’ out, bang bang, kiss kiss (mhm)
Signin’ off, bang bang, kiss kiss (mhm, yeah)
Yeah
Credits[]
Personnel
- Lana Del Rey — songwriting, production, vocals, background vocals
- Mike Hermosa — songwriting
- Jack Antonoff — songwriting, production, engineering
References[]
- ↑ "Lana Del Rey: she does it for the girls". Rolling Stone UK. March 8, 2023. https://www.rollingstone.co.uk/music/features/lana-del-rey-she-does-it-for-the-girls-album-27426/.
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