Off To The Races

Album: Born To Die (2012)
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  • 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
    Watch me in the swimming pool
    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 Writer/s: Elizabeth Grant, Tim Larcombe
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 3

  • Maddie from MississippiMy best friend got me into this wonderful song, thanks!
  • Rich from Portsmouth, NhWhenever we would be pulling out of the driveway (W. Burke Vt), my grand dad would exclaim "off to the races!"
  • Sarah from Yuba City, Cai love all the Lolita references..."Light of my life, fire of my loins" are seriously the first words of the first chapter. i really like how she tells the story in the song. this is probably my favourite song from her album. Well, this is the best of the more upbeat, playful ones... i think "Video Games" is the best of the slower songs on Born to Die. :)
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