Americká zpěvačka Lana Del Rey se narodila 21. června 1985 jako Elizabeth Woolridge Grant v nejlidnatějším městě Spojených států amerických, New Yorku. Její otec Robert Grant Jr. (nar. 1954) pracoval v nábytkářské společnosti, později působil v...

Píseň: Off To The Races

Interpret:
Lana Del Rey
Album:
Born to Die
My old man is a bad man, but
I can't deny the way he holds my hand
And he grabs me, he has me by my heart


He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past
He doesn't mind I have an LA crass way about me
He loves me with every beat of his cocaine heart


Swimming pool glimmering darling
White bikini off with my red nail polish
Watch me in the swimming pool
Bright blue ripples
You, sittin', sippin', on your black cristal


Light of my life, fire of my loins
Be a good baby, do what I want
Light of my life, fire of my loins
Give me them gold coins, give me them coins


And I'm off to the races, cases
Of Bacardi chasers
Chasin' me all over town
'Cause he knows I'm wasted
Facin' time again on Rikers
Island and I won't get out
Because I'm crazy baby
I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet, starlet
Singin' in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth
Ready for you


My old man is a tough man
But he got a soul as sweet as blood red jam
And he shows me, he knows me
Every inch of my tar black soul
He doesn't mind I have a flat, broke-down life
In fact, he says he thinks it's what he 
Might like about me, admires me
The way I roll like a rolling stone


He likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom
Chateau Marmont
Slippin' on my red dress
puttin' on my make-up
Glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac fumes
Says it feels like heaven to him


Light of his life, fire of his loins
Keep me forever, tell me you own me
Light of your life, fire of your loins
Tell me you own me, give me them coins


And I'm off to the races, cases
Of Bacardi chasers
Chasin' me all over town
'Cause he knows I'm wasted
Facin' time again on Rikers
Island and I won't get out
Because I'm crazy baby
I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet, starlet
Singin' in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth
Ready for you


Yo, I'm off to the races, laces
Leather on my waist is tight
And I am falling down
I can see your face is shameless
Cipriani's basement
Love you, but I'm going down
God, I'm so crazy, baby
I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving
I'm your little harlot, starlet
Queen of Coney Island
Raisin' hell all over town
Sorry 'bout it


My old man is a thief
And I'm gonna stay and pray with him till the end
But I trust in the decision of the Lord
To watch over us
Take him when he may, if he may
I'm not afraid to say, that I'd die without him
Who else is gonna put up with me this way?
I need you, I breathe you, I'd never leave you
They would rue the day I was alone without you
You're lyin' with your gold chain on
Cigar hangin' from your lips
I said, "Hun, you never looked so 
Beautiful, as you do now, my man."


And we're off to the races, places
Ready, set, the gate is down
And now we're going in
To Las Vegas, chaos, casino oasis
Honey, it's time to spin
Boy you're so crazy baby
I love you forever, not maybe
You are my one true love
You are my one true love