Arcadia Lyrics By Lana Del Rey
My body's a map of L.A.
I stand straight like an angel
With a halo
Hanging at the Hilton Hotel window
Screaming, "Hey, 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 with 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 girl finding my way to you
Arcadia
My body is a map of L.A.
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
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 girl finding my way to you
Arcadia
They built me up three hundred feet tall just to tear me down
So I'm leaving with nothing but laughter and this town
Arcadia
Finding 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
