"Hit & Run" lyrics - LANA DEL REY

Hollywood and New York,
Mister Major.
Then there's me, little queen,
Of the stage, yeah.

He's a god, one the stars,
Call "creator".
Hail the King of the,
Industry players.

Take off your business suit,
Sittin' in your lap for my interview.

Hit it and run,
Let's hit it and run,
Hit it and run the world.
Hit it and run,
Baby, hit it and run,
Hit it and run the world.

Pick me up in your white,
Lamborghini.
London town, you'll watch out,
While I'm singing.

Glamorous on the stage,
Boy, believe me.
Keep your girl back,
No competing.

Eyeing you from across the room,
Watching me, w-watching you.

Hit it and run,
Let's hit it and run,
Hit it and run the world.
Hit it and run,
Baby, hit it and run,
Hit it and run the world.

You and me on a spree,
Taking over,
L. Del Rey, hey, wanna,
Be your soldier.
Hit it and run,
Baby, hit it and run, (hey)!
Hit it and run the world.

You know this world is mean,
Nothing's for free,
It's money and technology,
Together we'd be deadly.

You know this world is mean,
Nothing's for free,
It's money and technology,
Together we'd be deadly.

Hit it and run,
Let's hit it and run,
Hit it and run the world.
Hit it and run,
Baby, hit it and run,
Hit it and run the world.

You and me on a spree,
Taking over,
L. Del Rey, hey, wanna,
Be your soldier.
Hit it and run,
Baby, hit it and run, (hey)!
Hit it and run the world.