Off To The Races

Lana Del Rey

 Lana Del Rey
Tom: G
		
Em
My old man is a bad man but

I can't deny the way he holds my hand
       Am                        Em
And he grabs me, he has me by my heart

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

(Em)
Swimming pool glimmering darling

White bikini off with my red nail polish
Am
Watch me in the swimming pool bright blue ripples
                Em
You sit sippin' on your black Cristal, yeah

(Em)
Light of my life, fire of my loins

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

                   (Em)
And I'm off to the races, cases

of Bacardi chasers, chasin' me all over town
                 Am
Cuz he knows I'm wasted, facing

Time again on Riker's Island and I won't get out
            D
Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me
                C
I'm your little scarlet, starlet singing in the garden

Kiss me on my open mouth
          Em
Ready for you

(Em)
My old man is a tough man but

He got a soul as sweet as blood red jam
       Am
And he shows me, he knows me
      Em
Every inch of my tar black soul

He doesn't mind I have a flat broke down life
                                                 Am
In fact he says he thinks it's why he might like about me
                      Em
Admires me, the way I roll like a Rolling Stone

(Em)
Likes to watch me in the glass room bathroom, Chateau Marmont

Slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup
Am                              Em
Glass room perfume Cognac lilac fume

Says it feels like heaven to him

(Em)
Light of his life, fire of his loins

Keep me forever, tell me you own me
Am
Light of your life, fire of your loins
Em
Tell me you own me, gimme them coins

                   (Em)
And I'm off to the races, cases

of Bacardi chasers, chasin' me all over town
                         Am
Cuz he knows I'm wasted, facing

Time again on Riker's Island and I won't get out
            D
Because I'm crazy, baby I need you to come here and save me
                C
I'm your little scarlet, starlet singing in the garden

Kiss me on my open mouth

                   Em
Now I'm off to the races, laces

Leather on my waist is tight and I am fallin' down
               Am
I can see your face is shameless, Cipriani's basement

Love you but I'm going down
           D
God I'm so crazy, baby, I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving
                C
I'm your little harlot, starlet, Queen of Coney Island

Raising hell all over town
            Em
Sorry 'bout it

Am                                                                  Em
My old man is a thief and I'm gonna stay and pray with him 'til the end
      D                             Am
But I trust in the decision of the lord to watch over us

Take him when he may, if he may
Em                             D
I'm not afraid to say that I'd die without him
                  Am
Who else is gonna put up with me this way?

I need you, I breathe you, I never leave you
Em                           D
They would rue the day I was alone without you
Am
You're lying with your gold chain on, cigar hanging from your lips
                                    Em            D
I said "Hon' you never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man."

                     Em
And we're off to the races, places
Ready, set the gate is down and now we're goin' in
       Am
to Las Vegas pay us, Casino Oasis, honey it is time to spin
               D
Boy you're so crazy, baby, I love you forever not maybe
            C                                      Em  Am  D
You are my one true love, you are my one true love

           C
You are my one true love

( Em  Am  D  C )
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  • vickpossante vickpossante: Postado em 25/01/2013 22:39

    essa música deveria ter vídeo aula, porque o ritmo dela é muito estranho. só dá pra tocar se nós mesmos cantarmos.

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