Lana Del Rey France

This Is What Makes Us Girls (Demo 2 & 3)

Remember how we used to party up all night,
Sneakin’ out and lookin’ for a taste of real life,
Drinkin’ in the small town firelight?
 
Sweet 16 and we had arrived,
Walkin’ down the streets as they whistle, “Hi, hi!”
Stealin’ police cars with the senior guys,
Teachers said we’d never make it out alive.
 
There she was, my new best friend,
High heels in her hands, swayin’ in the wind.
And she starts to cry,
Mascara running down her little Bambi eyes
"Lana, how I hate those guys"
 
This is what makes us girls.
We all look for heaven and we puttin' love first.
Somethin' that we'd die for, it's a curse.
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him.
 
This is what makes us girls.
We don't stick together ‘cause we put love first.
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him.
It’s all gonna happen.
 
And that’s where the beginning of the end begun.
Everybody knew that we had too much fun.
We were skippin’ school and drinkin’ on the job,
With the boss.
 
Sweet 16 and we had arrived.
Baby’s table-dancing at the local dive.
Cheerin’ our names in the pink spotlight,
Drinkin’ Pérignon in the velvet night.
 
Yo, we used to go break in,
To the hotel, glimmering we’d swim,
Runnin’ from the cops in our black bikini tops,
Screamin’, “Get us while we’re hot, we don't give a what?"
 
This is what makes us girls.
We all look for heaven and we put love first,
Somethin' that we'd die for, it's a curse.
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him.
 
This is what makes us girls.
We don't stick together ‘cause we put love first.
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him
It’s all gonna happen.
 
The prettiest in-crowd that you had ever seen,
Ribbons in our hair and our eyes gleamed mean.
A freshman generation of degenerate beauty queens,
And you know something?
 
They were the only friends I ever had,
I got into trouble and when stuff got bad,
I got sent away, wavin’ on the train platform,
Cryin’ ‘cause I know I’m never comin’ back.
 
This is what makes us girls.
We all look for heaven and we puttin' love first,
Somethin' that we'd die for, it's a curse.
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him.
 
This is what makes us girls.
We don't stick together cause we put love first,
Don’t cry about him, don’t cry about him.
It's all gonna happen.
 
This is what makes us girls, now baby,
It's why we rule the world, now baby oh...
This is what makes us girls, now baby,
It's why we rule the world, now baby oh...

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