"Methamphetamines" lyrics - LANA DEL REY

Methamphetamines, pink flamingo
Blue '50s queen, Blue Oyster Cult
Further we dream
Why don't we go to Coney Island?
One day among, the ballad sung
The record spins blue '50s song
The veranda looks so chez moi
Neon palms sway
What's happening?
Where did we go?
The Jersey Shore was long ago
As with our hopes
And Ocean Grove
And so I bid you farewell