[00:00.000] 作词 : Drew Erickson/lana del rey
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Drew Erickson/lana del rey
[00:05.166]My body is a map of L.A
[00:09.183]I stand straight like an angel, with a halo
[00:15.454]Hangin' out the Hilton Hotel window
[00:19.215]Screamin', "Heyo, baby, let's go"
[00:25.992]My chest, the Sierra Madre
[00:31.016]My hips, every high and byway
[00:36.032]That you trace with your fingertips like a Toyota
[00:45.451]Run your hands over me like a Land Rover
[00:46.454]
[00:47.629]
[00:48.131]In Arcadia, Arcadia
[00:55.658]All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries
[01:03.434]That pump the blood that flows straight to the heart of me
[01:08.954]America, America
[01:17.238]I can't sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel
[01:29.872]Or a cross on the hill, I'm a lost little boy
[01:31.128]Findin' my way to ya
[01:33.887]Arcadia
[01:37.650]
[01:50.444]My body is a map of L.A
[01:54.455]And my heart is like paper, I hate ya
[02:04.671]I'm not from the land of the palms, so I know I can't stay here
[02:08.434]I'm not native, but
[02:12.196]My curves, San Gabriel all day
[02:16.464]And my lips like the fire licks the bay
[02:20.979]If you think that you know yourself, you can come over
[02:26.748]Lay your hands on me like you're a Land Rover
[02:30.012]
[02:31.769]
[02:32.772]In Arcadia, Arcadia
[02:43.312]All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries
[02:50.332]That get the blood flowing straight to the heart of me
[02:56.097]America, I need a miracle
[03:05.377]I can't sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel
[03:11.647]Or a cross on the hill, I'm a lost little boy
[03:17.421]Findin' my way to ya
[03:20.934]Arcadia
[03:23.695]
[03:25.953]They built me up three hundred feet tall just to tear me down
[03:32.227]So I'm leavin' with nothing but laughter, and this town
[03:40.005]Arcadia
[03:40.757]Findin' my way to ya
[03:45.521]I'm leavin' them as I was, five foot eight
[03:49.780]Western bound, plus the hate that they gave
[03:53.794]By the way, thanks for that, on the way, I'll pray for ya
[04:03.424]But you'll need a miracle
[04:09.190]America

作词 : Drew Erickson/lana del rey
作曲 : Drew Erickson/lana del rey
My body is a map of L.A
I stand straight like an angel, with a halo
Hangin' out the Hilton Hotel window
Screamin', "Heyo, baby, let's go"
My chest, the Sierra Madre
My hips, every high and byway
That you trace with your fingertips like a Toyota
Run your hands over me like a Land Rover

In Arcadia, Arcadia
All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries
That pump the blood that flows straight to the heart of me
America, America
I can't sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel
Or a cross on the hill, I'm a lost little boy
Findin' my way to ya
Arcadia
My body is a map of L.A
And my heart is like paper, I hate ya
I'm not from the land of the palms, so I know I can't stay here
I'm not native, but
My curves, San Gabriel all day
And my lips like the fire licks the bay
If you think that you know yourself, you can come over
Lay your hands on me like you're a Land Rover

In Arcadia, Arcadia
All roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries
That get the blood flowing straight to the heart of me
America, I need a miracle
I can't sleep at home tonight, send me a Hilton Hotel
Or a cross on the hill, I'm a lost little boy
Findin' my way to ya
Arcadia
They built me up three hundred feet tall just to tear me down
So I'm leavin' with nothing but laughter, and this town
Arcadia
Findin' my way to ya
I'm leavin' them as I was, five foot eight
Western bound, plus the hate that they gave
By the way, thanks for that, on the way, I'll pray for ya
But you'll need a miracle
America