Lana Del Rey. Television Heaven

Oh, oh, come on come onI hope you remember me like thisSmoking cigarettes in my sundressGlamorous and gangster oh yesMy bad like paradise next to you.I hope I remember you just like thatLooking fresh to death in your ball capYou’ll say you’ll tap it like a high hatYour stupid lies are like dynamite.Hook:The future’s looking by, it’s black tonightYou told me that our love can…Baby, if it’s