Off to the Races
Lana Del Rey Lyrics
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 a L.A 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
Bright blue ripples, you
Sitting sipping on your Black Cristal, oh yeah
Light of my life, fire in my loins
Be a good baby, do what I want
Light of my life, fire in my loins
Gimme them gold coins
Gimme them coins
And I'm off to the races, cases
Of Bacardi chasers
Chasing me all over town
'Cause he knows I'm wasted,
Facing time again at Riker's 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
Singing 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
Likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom
Chateau Marmont
Slipping on my red dress, putting on my make up
Glass film, 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 want me
Light of your life, fire of your loins
Tell me you want me, gimme them coins
And I'm off to the races, cases
Of Bacardi chasers
Chasing me all over town
'Cause he knows I'm wasted, facing
Time again at Riker's
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
Singing in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth
Now I'm off to the races, laces
Leather on my waist is
Tight and I am falling down
I can see your faces, 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
Raising 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 law
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'll never leave you
They would rue the day, I was alone without you
You're lying with your gold chain on
Cigar hanging from your lips
I said, "Hon' 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 then we're going in
To Las Vegas, pay us
'Cause you know we'll race this
Honey it is time to spit
Boy you're so crazy, baby
I love you forever
Not maybe
You are my one true love
You are my one true love
You are my one true love
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Tim Larcombe, Elizabeth Grant
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''Off to the Races'' is the second track from Lana Del Rey's "Born to Die" album and served as the album's first promotional single worldwide. The song was released in the UK as iTunes Single of the Week on December 20, 2011 and was then released as a digital single in the Netherlands on January 6, 2012 on the iTunes Store.
On November 4, 2011, at the Ruby Lounge in Manchester, United Kingdom, Del Rey performed the song live for the first time, before it was officially released. It was the final song of the set.
On November 4, 2011, at the Ruby Lounge in Manchester, United Kingdom, Del Rey performed the song live for the first time, before it was officially released. It was the final song of the set.
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