Cola

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Cola by Lana Del Rey

About Cola

"Cola" has been described as a "gritty art pop" song.[1] It was written by Del Rey and Rick Nowels, with Del Rey writing lyrics for the song. When Del Rey was asked about the origin of the lyrics, she explained: "My [then]-boyfriend is Scottish; he deems American girls very exotic. He once told me, 'You American girls walk around as if your pussies tasted like Pepsi-Cola, as if you'd wrap yourself into an American flag to sleep.' He deems us all very patriotic." It is the third track of Lana Del Rey's third EP, Paradise. .

Cola Lyrics

[00:18.00] My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
[00:22.21] My eyes are wide like cherry pies
[00:26.62] I got a taste for men who are older
[00:30.93] It's always been, so it's no surprise
[00:35.09] Harvey's in the sky with diamond's, and he's making me crazy
[00:41.68] (I come alive, alive)
[00:44.17] All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby
[00:51.05] Come on, baby, let's ride
[00:56.10] We can escape to the great sunshine
[01:00.13] I know your wife and she wouldn't mind
[01:04.44] We made it out to the other side
[01:08.96] We made it out to the other side
[01:13.40] We made it out to the other side
[01:17.38] Come on, come on
[01:19.20] Come on, come on
[01:21.39] Come on, baby
[01:23.16] Woah, oh-oh, yeah
[01:27.74] I fall asleep in an American flag
[01:32.19] I wear my diamond's on Skid Row
[01:36.39] I pledge allegiance to my dad
[01:40.73] For teaching me everything he knows
[01:44.80] Harvey's in the sky with diamonds, and he's making me crazy
[01:51.66] (I come alive, alive)
[01:53.99] All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby, yeah
[02:01.47] Come on, baby, let's ride
[02:05.69] We can escape to the great sunshine
[02:10.04] I know your wife and she wouldn't mind
[02:14.30] We made it out to the other side
[02:18.71] We made it out to the other side
[02:22.99] We made it out to the other side
[02:28.81] Drugs, suck it up like vanilla icys
[02:33.42] Don't treat me rough, treat me really niceys
[02:37.71] Decorate my neck, diamanté's ice's
[02:41.73] Woah, come on, come on
[02:43.95] Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
[02:50.60] Ooh, yeah
[02:54.02] Come on, baby, let's ride
[02:58.12] We can escape to the great sunshine
[03:02.45] I know your wife and she wouldn't mind
[03:06.52] We made it out to the other side
[03:11.46] Come on, baby, let's ride
[03:15.50] We can escape to the great sunshine
[03:19.89] We made it out to the other side
[03:24.25] We made it out to the other side
[03:29.88] Come on, come on
[03:32.49] Come on, baby
[03:34.55] Come on, come on
[03:36.64] Come on, baby
[03:38.74] Woah, woah
[03:43.34] My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
[03:47.24] Ooh-ooh-ooh, ah
[03:51.98] My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
[03:55.84] Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
[04:00.51] My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola
[04:04.77] Ooh, oh, yeah
[04:08.43]

From the album: Born To Die - The Paradise Edition