Monday, November 26, 2012

Lana del Rey - Cola

Lana Del Rey - "Cola" is def a unique song that follows the theme of many of Lana's other songs. The opening line is pretty crass " My pussy tastes like pepsi cola" I don't doubt it. I mean look how hot she is. You may not know that Lana's real name is Elizabeth Woolridge Grant and she has had some serious plastic surgery. She is kinda a nutcase with her weird style and videos etc. One would never think that this type of slow boring music would really take off and get popular with the masses. It's hard for me to pinpoint why she is a success, it could be her wealthy father or it could be the influence of music video director, singer song writer, graphic designer  Yoann Lemoine apparently they are good buddies. I think my next post will be a little bit about Yoann Lemoine because his work is "off the hook!" As for Lana/Elisabeth, I can't wait until she starts to explore a new side of her music, maybe something different, a little more up beat and not so drawn out. She has potential. 

Here are the lyrics:


My pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola
My eyes are wide like cherry pies
I got sweet taste for men who're older
It's always been so it's no surprise

Harvey's in the sky with diamonds
And it's making me crazy
All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby

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
Come on come on come on come on come on baby
Woah ah yeah

I fall asleep with an American flag
I wear my diamonds on Skid Row
I pledge allegiance to my dad
For teaching me everything he knows

Harvey's in the sky with diamonds
And it's making me crazy
All he wants to do is party with his pretty baby, yeah
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/l/lana_del_rey/cola.html ]
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

Drug, suck it up, like Vanilla Ice is
Don't treat me rough, treat me really nice-is
Decorate my neck, me, I'm on decisis
Why, come on come on come on... 
Oooh... 
Yeow! 

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

Come on come on come on baby
Come on come on come on baby
Woah ah
My pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola
Oooh... ah
My pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola
Oooh... 
My pussy tastes like Pepsi Cola
Oooh... woah... yeah

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