© Video Lana del Rey
© Photography: Reinfried Marass (The Fairy Tattoo & Burning desire)

Every Saturday night I get
Dressed up to ride for you, baby
Cruising down the street on
Hollywood and Vine for you, baby

I drive fast, wind in my hair
I push you to the limits
‘Cause I just don’t care
You ask me where I’ve been
I’ve been everywhere
But I don’t wanna be
Anywhere but here
(Come on tell me, boy)

I’ve got a burning
Desire for you, baby
(I’ve got a burning desire)
(Come on tell me, boy)

I drive fast, radio perils
Have to touch myself
To pretend you’re there
Your hands are on my hips
Your name is on my lips
Over, over again
Like my only prayer
(Come on tell me, boy)

I’ve got a burning
Desire for you, baby
(I’ve got a burning desire)
(Come on tell me, boy)

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