Raise Me Up (Mississippi South) — Lana Del Rey

just like you said it’s all been done before i don’t have to talk pretty for them no more

i can talk what i want, how i wanna i can talk what i want, how i wanna i don’t have to talk taste for you, mama no, no

ray, ray, ray raise me up

it’s the voodoo, mississippi south 69 million stars birds are flying out of my mouth spirits creeping in my yard

hold my head, it’s tilting back something dancing me around putting crystals on my neck lifting my feet off the ground

ray, ray, ray raise me up

oh, see, what you’ve done oh, me, just what i’m talking about oh, see, what you’ve done ohh, me, it’s what i’m talking bout

pick me up in a pickup truck roll down, you’ve got it going on lemme talk on your CB, what? lemme play with your new shotgun

ray, ray, ray raise me up