Cola

Lana Del Rey

Score: -6
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Played: 51

Album:

Born to Die - The Paradise Edition

Released: 18 Mar 2016

Genres:

Alternative
Female vocalists
Indie pop
Indie
Pop

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Featured by:

biles

Wiki:

"Cola" is a song by American singer and songwriter Lana Del Rey, taken from her third extended play, Paradise (2012), and the reissue of her debut studio album, Born to Die: The Paradise Edition (2012). "Cola" first appeared in a teaser trailer posted to her official YouTube account as a snippet. The lyrics were considered controversial, causing major media outlets to respond.

Lyrics:

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[Verse 1] My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola My eyes are wide like cherry pies I got sweet taste for men who are older It's always been so, it's no surprise [Pre-Chorus] Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds and he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive) All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby [Chorus] Come on, baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side [Post-Chorus] Come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, baby Oh, oh yeah [Verse 2] I fall asleep in an American flag I wear my diamonds on Skid Row I pledge allegiance to my dad For teaching me everything he knows [Pre-Chorus] Ah, he's in the sky with diamonds and he's making me crazy (I come alive, alive) All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby [Chorus] Come on, baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side [Bridge] Drugs, suck it up, like vanilla icies Don't treat me rough, treat me really niceys Decorate my neck, diamantes ices Why, come on, come on (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh yeah) [Chorus — Variation] Come on, baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine I know your wife and she wouldn't mind We made it out to the other side Come on, baby, let's ride We can escape to the great sunshine We made it out to the other side We made it out to the other side [Outro] Come on, come on, come on, baby Come on, come on, come on, baby Oh, oh (My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola) Ooh, ahh (My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola) Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola) Ooh, oh yeah

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