Lana Del Rey – A&W (American Wh#re) Lyrics

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Call him up, come into my bedroom
Ended up, we f#ck on the hotel floor
It’s not about having someone to love me anymorе
This is the experiеnce of being an American wh#re..

(from “Did You Know That There’s A Tunnel Under Ocean Blvd“)

[Part I: American Wh#re]

I haven’t done a cartwheel since I was nine
I haven’t seen my mother in a long, long time
I mean, look at me, look at the length of my hair, my face, the shape of my body
Do you really think I give a damn what I do after years of just hearing them talking?

I say I live in Rosemead, really, I’m at the Ramada
It doesn’t really matter, doesn’t really, really matter

[Chorus]
Call him up, come into my bedroom
Ended up, we fuck on the hotel floor
It’s not about having someone to love me anymorе
This is the experiеnce of being an American wh#re

Called up one friend, call up another
Forensic Files wasn’t on
Watching Teenage Diary of a Girl
Wondering what went wrong
I’m a princess, I’m divisive
Ask me why I’m like this
Maybe I’m just kinda like this
I don’t know, maybe I’m just like this

I say I live in Rosemead, really, I’m at the Ramada
It doesn’t really matter, doesn’t really, really matter

[Chorus.]

I mean, look at my hair, look at the length of it there and the shape of my body
If I told you that I was raped, do you really think that anybody would think I didn’t ask for it, didn’t ask for it?
Didn’t testify, already fucked up my story
On top of this (Mm), so many other things you can’t believe
Did you know a singer can still be lookin’ like a side piece at thirty-three?
God’s a charlatan, don’t look back, babe
Puts the shower on while he calls me
Sneaks out the back door to talk to me
I’m invisible, look how you hold me
I’m invisible, I’m invisible
I’m a ghost now, look how you hold me now

[Chorus]
It’s not about having someone to love me anymore (Oh, okay)
No, this is the experience of being an American wh#re
It’s not about having someone to love me anymore
No, this is the experience of being an American wh#re

[Part II: Jimmy]

This is the experience of being an American wh*re
This is the experience of being an American wh*re

[Chorus:]
Shimmy Shimmy Ko-Ko-Bop, Jimmy, Jimmy ride
Shimmy Shimmy Ko-Ko-Bop, Jimmy, get me high (Oh, my God)
Love me if you live and love, you can be my light
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Jimmy only love me when he wanna get high
Your mom called, I told her, you’re fucking up big time
Your mom called, I told her, you’re fucking up big time

[Chorus.]

Jimmy, you should switch it up, baby, light it up
Jimmy, if you leave the house, find me in the club (Like)
Jimmy, if you switch it up, you should light it up
Jimmy, if you leave the house, find me in the club (Hey)
Your mom called, I told her, you’re fucking up big time
But I don’t care, baby, I already lost my mind
Jimmy, if I lie it up, find me in the club (Mind, mind)
Your mom called, I told her, you’re fucking up big time

[Chorus.]