Lana Del Rey – Match Made In Heaven Lyrics

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You out there on the grind
Now come home to your queen, boo
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
You’re number one, boy, no one else will do
I’m like a prize fighter, clockin’ chicks to get to you
This race I run for you, won’t stop until I’m through
I’m out there doing shit that I should never ever do
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of
It’s a match made in heaven
If they’re gonna talk, let ’em
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of
It’s a match made in heaven
If they’re gonna talk, let ’em
(Oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Down on your knees, beggin’ me, please
I am your queen, oh-ah
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Don’t wanna trip but I could fall for you
Heaven is a place called earth on your arm, ooh
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of
It’s a match made in heaven
If they’re gonna talk, let ’em
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of
It’s a match made in heaven
If they’re gonna talk, let ’em
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh) I’m under influence, gettin’ hot and chills too
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of
It’s a match made in heaven
If they’re gonna talk, let ’em
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of
It’s a match made in heaven
If they’re gonna talk, let ’em
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
You’re such a bad boy, I heard about you
And so has every other girl, that’s why they want you
My local rockstar, the Willie B. (Sing that shit, girl)
It’s a match made in heaven
If they’re gonna talk, let ’em
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
(Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh
Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of
It’s a match made in heaven
If they’re gonna talk, let ’em
Sweet neighborhood
Love, dreams made of
It’s a match made in heaven
If they’re gonna talk, let ’em
I’m not a trick but I’m a trick for you
I’m the girl next door, doin’ what you wanna do
What I’ll never do, I really fell for you
You give me butterflies, heart skippin’ one, two
I, I, I, gotta get it started
I want it bad, bad, I want it bad
I know you’re sick, boy, I wanna get the flu
I’m runnin’ temperatures thinking of your love, boo
Dizzy spells, ooh, is your love true?