Brit Awards 2012: Lana Del Rey won International Breakthrough Act

You’re no good for me
Baby you’re no good for me
You’re no good for me
But baby I want you, I want
you

Diet Mountain Dew baby New
York City
Can we hit it now low down
and gritty
Do wewe think we’ll be in love
forever?
Do wewe think we’ll be in
love?

Baby put on heart-shaped
sunglasses
Cause we’re gonna take a ride
I’m not gonna listen to what
the past says
I been waiting up all night

Take another drag turn me to
ashes
Ready for another lie
Says he’s gonna teach me just
what fast is
Say it’s gonna be alright
Diet Mountain Dew baby New
York City
Never was there ever a girl
so pretty
Do wewe think we’ll be...

Would wewe be mine?
Would wewe be my baby tonight?
Could be kissing my fruit
punch lips in the bright
sunshine
‘Cause I like quite a lot,
everything wewe got
Don’t wewe know? It’s wewe that
I adore
Though I make the boys fall
like dominoes

Kiss me in the d-a-r-k dark
tonight
(D-a-r-k, do it my way)
Kiss me in the p-a-r-k park
tonight
(P-a-r-k, let them all say)

Hey Lolita, hey! hujambo Lolita,
hey!
I know what the boys want, I’m
not gonna play
Hey Lolita, hey! hujambo Lolita,
hey!
Whistle all wewe want, but I’m
not gonna stay
No zaidi skipping rope skipping
heartbeats with the boys
downtown
Just wewe and me feeling the heat...

Money is the anthem of
success
So before we go out, what’s
your address?

I’m your national anthem
God, you’re so handsome
Take me to the Hamptons
Bugatti veyron

He loves to romance ‘em
Reckless abandon
Holdin’ me for ransom
Upper echelon

He says to be cool, but I
don’t know how yet
Wind in my hair
Hand on the back of my neck
I said, “Can we party later
on?” He said, “Yes”.

Tell me I’m your national
anthem
Booyah baby bow down making
me say wow now
Tell me I’m your national
anthem
Sugar sugar how now take your
body downtown
Red, white, blue is in the
sky
Summer’s in the air and baby,
heaven’s...

Blue jeans, white shirt
Walked into the room wewe know
you made my eyes burn
It was like, James Dean, for
sure
You’re so fresh to death &
sick as cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I
grew up on hip hop
But wewe fit me better than my
favourite sweater and I know
That upendo is mean, and love
hurts
But I still remember that day
we met in December, oh baby!

I will upendo wewe till the end
of time
I would wait a million years
Promise you’ll remember that
you’re mine
Baby can wewe see through the
tears?
Love wewe zaidi than those
bitches before
Say you’ll remember, oh baby,
say you’ll remember
I will upendo wewe till the...