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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Lana Del Rey
Lana Del Rey
Stimme und Gesang
Dan Auerbach
Dan Auerbach
E-Gitarre
Nick Movshon
Nick Movshon
Schlagzeug
Leon Michels
Leon Michels
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Kenny Vaughan
Kenny Vaughan
Akustische Gitarre
Seth Kauffman
Seth Kauffman
E-Gitarre
Russ Pahl
Russ Pahl
Pedal-Steel-Gitarre
Maximilian Weissenfeldt
Maximilian Weissenfeldt
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Barrie O'Neill
Barrie O'Neill
Songwriter:in
Elizabeth Grant
Elizabeth Grant
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Collin Dupuis
Collin Dupuis
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Dan Auerbach
Dan Auerbach
Produzent:in
John Davis
John Davis
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Robert Orton
Robert Orton
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Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da They say I'm too young to love you I don't know what I need They think I don't understand The freedom land of the seventies I think I'm too cool to know ya You say I'm like the ice, I freeze I'm churnin' out novels like Beat poetry on Amphetamines I say I say Well, my boyfriend's in a band He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed I've got feathers in my hair I get down to Beat poetry And my jazz collection's rare I can play most anything I'm a Brooklyn baby I'm a Brooklyn baby Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da Pa-ta-da-da-da-da They say I'm too young to love you They say I'm too dumb to see They judge me like a picture book By the colors, like they forgot to read I think we're like fire and water I think we're like the wind and sea You're burnin' up, I'm coolin' down You're up, I'm down You're blind, I see But I'm free, ooh-ooh I'm free Well, my boyfriend's in a band He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed I've got feathers in my hair I get down to Beat poetry And my jazz collection's rare I can play most anything I'm a Brooklyn baby I'm a Brooklyn baby I'm talking about my generation Talking about that newer nation And if you don't like it, you can beat it Beat it, baby You never liked the way I said it If you don't get it, then forget it 'Cause I don't have to fuckin' explain it And my boyfriend's in a band He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed I've got feathers in my hair I get high on hydroponic weed And my jazz collection's rare I get down to Beat poetry I'm a Brooklyn baby I'm a Brooklyn baby Pa-da-pa-pa, pa-de-da Te-de-de, da-da-ah Ooh-ooh, woah Yeah, my boyfriend's pretty cool But he's not as cool as me 'Cause I'm a Brooklyn baby I'm a Brooklyn baby Pa-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da, baby Ah-ta-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da, baby Pa-da-da-da-da-da Pa-pa-da-pa-da, yeah Yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Lana Del Ray, Barry James O'neill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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